Day Seventy-two - Tuesday
The sensation of a pussy rhythmically squeezing your morning wood, while slowly sliding back and forth on it, is a wonderful way to welcome a new day.
I was spooned against Sue, deeply lodged within her while attempting to cup one of her monster mams. We were both contributing to the slow in and out of our coupling, until Sue let out a loud groan and I felt our crotches get soaked from her juices. This led to more rapid in and out, until I unloaded into her while squeezing her breast and nipple, which caused her to come some more.
Whoa! This is the way to live.
Sue pulled from me and turned over to smother my face with kisses. We kissed and hugged until we both had to get up out of our totally soaked bed to pee.
While Sue used the toilet, I started two pots of coffee. When I returned to take a turn splashing in the bowl, Sue was in the shower. I joined her and we enjoyed washing each other, and sharing some more kisses.
We both dressed for work then went out onto the patio to the noise of all the birds in our large open yard. Glenda threw seed out for the birds daily, so we were blessed with their busy chirping and singing. Martin had several birdhouses strategically placed so birds nested around the house as well.
Folks began arriving, energized by a good night's sleep. Phil and Judy brought the usual breakfast sandwiches and donuts. Sue had added something new for the mornings. We now had chilled orange juice and milk to go along with our coffee. I was surprised how many had both juice and milk.
The discussion today was that an audit group was going to work through the books quickly today, to see what had been happening with the new company over the last year or so, and how bad the embezzlement was. The previous owners really couldn't and wouldn't do anything about it as they sold the plant and the business with its debts, obligations, contracts, and receivables as a package. There was an accounting firm's statement of audit but it was obvious that it was fake, therefore probably adding another charge of intent to defraud.
Tiny said he had Ben use his pull to put a lien on all five principal officers' homes and bank accounts. He didn't know how long he could keep them tied up, but it might be long enough to come up with some more charges. Ben was using his connections to search through the two main characters' finances to see if there were hidden funds.
I wanted to be at the plant to greet the workers as they came in. Sue wanted to come too, as she said they were really going to be her people. We took both cars as we were going to be busy all day.
The workers were nervous at first, when they came through the employee entrance, with Sue and I waiting for them. We greeted them all and directed them to the big lunchroom after clocking in. There were boxes and boxes of donuts waiting for them. When all the employees were crammed into the room, Sue and I got in front of them to first introduce ourselves, then to explain our new ownership. Sue described the new garments that they would be making, and the quality she wanted to give her customers. Then it was my turn. I told them that all of us were capable of creating quality, the perfect garment. One of the ways to do that was to do it right the first time, by being exact, by double checking what you were going to do, before you did it.
Sue stopped me as she noticed some people straining to understand. Mike explained that several employees did not speak English and that they employed six deaf people for which they had to use hand signing.
Sue spoke in Spanish asking, that those that did not understand English yet to come forward so she could go over what had been already said. Sue then stood up and signed for the deaf to come up close so she could tell them what had been said already as well.
It was really odd to watch my love speaking to her employees in Spanish and signing at the same time. She told me to continue, and to pause after each group of ideas, so she could translate.
I think I got it across to them what our primary goal was. We wanted to clean up the incomplete contracts, then begin integrating Sue's garments into production. She told them that she would want volunteers to begin working on the delicate garments, so they could set up how the piecework would flow.
I asked that the employees speak among themselves, as I was going to ask for their recommendations for group leaders within the different work areas. The group leader needed to be the best at the job they were doing, and the best teacher as well.
We used up an hour of our workers clock time, but it was worth it. They all seemed anxious to do a good job.
When we went to the offices, Tiny and Betty were carrying records to the conference room where the auditors were going over everything from the past year.
Tiny and I decided we needed to go through the individual offices and put personal items in boxes to return to the now ex-employees as none of the three other guys showed up this morning with their résumés. There were safes in the President's and CFO's offices. Betty didn't have the combinations or who had sold the safes. Tiny called the locksmith to have him come out to open them.
I left Tiny to his treasure hunt, going to find Sue and tell her I wanted to check on progress across the street. I found her working with a couple of ladies, showing them her patterns. Sue wanted to use some leftover material in order to develop the piece work process, so they were busily cutting out patterns and laying them out on huge tables to view the garment spread out.
Back at the shop, my nerves settled down. All those people on the edge of having almost lost their jobs had me a wreck. I hope we can salvage the business. I felt we would, as Sue seemed to have a tremendous amount of knowledge of the type of operation she had bought.
Ruth said her life was a breeze now that she had a good assistant and that we weren't hiring quite so many folks every week. She was making up a deposit from the checks she had received. She said the check deposit and the credit card verification summaries were the most fun as she could see all the cash coming in.
She said the really big funds were direct deposited. Especially the new federal contracts. She was saying the military paid everything by credit card, but most of the domestic agencies paid either by check or direct deposit after delivery.
Phil had a stack of papers on his desk, discussing with Judy how he should present his proposal for a large sale. It was for all new back up generators to a group of hospitals. The deal would be worth over ten million when you included the labor and materials for installation.
It was fun to walk through the customer service area, as there were now so many people taking orders and answering questions from people who called in. The customer service folks had a big board that showed where the outside sales people and the tech support guys were today so they would recognize where the calls would be coming from. Wherever the outside people went, they stirred up as much business after they left as they had written while at the customers.
Downstairs in the new addition, Jed had a class of men going over a new design in diesel engines that he wanted to incorporate into his rebuild. These men were all highly trained, and were interested in learning more to build a better product.
Out in the body building area, Dan had some four sets of plans for smaller bodies he wanted to try out at a couple of dealers. He wanted to initially make them in the painted versions only, to see what the acceptance was. I told him to make a couple of each and let the retailers see what they could do with them. We would place them on consignment at the dealers as a marketing test.
The motor shop was now building all three brands of motors in response to orders. The NASCAR orders were down, but other forms of stock car racing were equally as demanding of premium engines. Our engines had caught on with the 'Outlaw' and 'Sprint' car crowd, along with the short track late model owners, so we had plenty of orders. It would be impossible for us to overbuild a market. We had not even begun to consider building transmissions yet. With all of the different gear ratio configurations it would be difficult to build many in advance.
Shawna and Charlie had put the finishing touches on the bike they had been working on and were now starting on their next ordered project. This one was going to be an all custom bike. They had our guys build the frame and were working with the sheet metal guys for the fenders and tanks. They were even going to fashion their own handlebars. Sandy and Mandy were working on the motor and transmission, making it the same quality as our other engines. They were going to turn out something rivaling the California shops.
While I was talking to Shawna and Charlie they told me that they had heard I was going to have a couple of benefit parties for them. They said I shouldn't do it as they were in good shape since Shawna's insurance had taken care of the big medical bills. Charlie said that Sue had her Uncle Ben get in touch with him so he might be able to recover a little extra from the guy who had hit him. Ben had told him that he would investigate the man's assets and get Charlie and Shawna some of whatever he had.
Debbie had a new guy and two girls working on restocking the trucks. The trucks all had a slightly different inventory for the type of cars or trucks they supported. There were many common items, but there was enough difference that each one needed a checklist. Each truck team had modifications they wanted done to make their life easier while at the tracks, so these three were responsible for getting them completed. Debbie had done well selecting the three crew members. She used them for chasing parts and other shop chores when they were not getting equipment ready for the coming week.
Sue's Uncle Ben called to tell me that the auditors had turned up nearly a million dollars in irregularities that implicated all five of the former managers. He said that since Sue had assumed all of the past debts and income of the former company, we could prosecute the five for embezzlement. I told him I would get back to him.
I went to find Tiny to ask his opinion. As soon as I saw him, I knew he already had been told of the auditors' news. Tiny was behind a stack of papers and file folders with red tabs sticking out. He said that each tab represented a confirmed instance of wrongdoing. There were several pink tabs also, they were suspected instances or instances that could not be prosecuted.
Tiny had an adding machine tape in his hands gesturing for me to read the total. It had three point seven million and some change as a total. Tiny said that was how much the five had stolen from the company. If we could recover seventy-five percent of the money, Sue's new plant would be instantly profitable.
Tiny said Ben and our lawyer was working on civil suits to try to recover as much as possible. He was also making sure charges were being filed against the other three administrators so they would be arrested as well. Tiny said they might give up what they had stolen in order to have charges dropped. He said that we would be better off taking the money rather than waving at them on the way to an executive prison. My thought was to only let them stay free if the seventy-five percent number were reached. He said he would do as much as he could.
I took Sue to lunch at the Greek restaurant with Phil and Judy as well as Tiny, Mike, Betty, and Ruth. Sue agreed with me on how to go about getting the money back. She said she almost felt bad, as the money was in reality the former owner's. It was their fault though for not paying closer attention to the business.
After lunch, Sue and I took off for the gym and did our workout but did not get any sun. We were back on the job by two-fifteen. Sue said that the entire plant was busting their butts to clean up the rejects. Most were going to be corrected for sale and only a small percentage would be seconds.
The section of seamstresses that Sue had been working with on the new garments was excited that there was no time pressure on them, as quality and perfection was the goal. They had come up with the plan on the piecework and had constructed a few garments that were made up of scrap material. Each piecework segment was cut from a different color or pattern of scrap material so the process could be observed and timed. In this manner they could come up with a near estimate of how long it would take to manufacture a garment. They also were able to use the pieces to establish how to get the most out of a bolt of material when cutting.
Sue was busy teaching her assistants how to order materials and thread. She had to work with the maintenance staff so machine tension would be set for the lighter fabric and thread they were going to use.
The plan was to use half the factory to continue with the contracted products and half on the new product. Sue felt the half still working on the contracted products would actually produce more now that they were not being harassed on time and would not be making uncorrectable errors, ruining material and garments.
Several of Sue's special seamstresses were wearing the finished products in the multi-colored and multi-fabric finished garment. Even though they looked like clowns, they proudly showed the other seamstresses what they were going to be making.
Mike brought me a man named Caleb, that he said was part of the janitorial staff. His job had been to keep the administrators cars clean inside and out everyday. Now that there were no more of the administrators, Mike didn't know what to do with him. I told Mike I would show him.
I took Caleb across the street where we walked through the showroom then into the shops. Since there were people working in each area, the floor wasn't spotless or as shiny as it will be when we closed, but I showed him how everything was dusted and kept as neat as possible. I told him to come back to this building at five and I would show him how the building looked then.
We went back across the street and out into the production area. I showed him accumulations of dust and threads that were everywhere. I asked him to start at one end of the building and work his way through the entire building, floor by floor, cleaning and dusting everything. Any floors that needed painting we should plan on getting done on weekends, but the goal was to make the place spotless. I also asked him if he could show the other three people on janitorial duty exactly what I wanted.
A little later I spotted him with a homemade cart that contained various sizes of brooms and dusters along with polish and cleaners. He was on the third floor about half was across one of the big production areas on a ladder dusting high places. You could tell where he had been as all the mess under the big tables was now swept up. Where he was yet to go was still really messy. The janitorial person for the floor was working with him.
When he finished, I was going to ask each of the janitorial staff to come in a least an hour later than everyone else so they could clean up the floor completely for the next day. That way, everyone would have a fresh start.
I gave Mike a rundown of what instructions I had given Caleb and he said he should have thought of that, as it was a good idea.
At near five, I got Caleb, the three janitorial people, and Mike, then walked across the street. I wanted them to see how the people there cleaned up every night. I led them through the motor shop, the sheet metal and welding areas, then into the rebuild shop. Each area was almost completed and the people I brought could see the floor being swept, mopped, and polished where needed. They also could see the giant logos on the floor. We walked back through the showroom where I showed them into the two offices there and how I expected the desks to be left at night.
We went back to the garment plant and I said that tomorrow, we should be able to finish doing the first cleaning and then from that point forward every night before they left, the plant should be cleaned and shiny, just like across the street. None of them had a problem coming in later and leaving later. They understood the value of a nice work place.
Sue was busily having everyone put their work areas in order so they could go right back to work the next day. She said it would take a couple of days to teach everyone, but she would get it done. Mike and Betty were continuing to work, so Sue and I told them that they should wrap it up as we were all leaving. I wanted them to only work normal hours so they would be fresh tomorrow. Mike said he had never left early in all the years he had worked there. My response was that he and Betty would enjoy life a lot more if they left early and were fresh for the next day.
When Sue and I had them ready to go, we walked them over to the shop and showed them around to impress on them how we wanted the plant to look every night. Mike was astounded that the place was so shiny and polished.
Tiny still had two security people on both sides of the street to watch the buildings and grounds. He felt this might be something he would keep as the value of the business within was becoming more and more each day.
Sue and I went home with the tops down on both of our cars. That's what I needed. A convertible pickup truck.
Sue went to talk to the girls in her office for a few minutes, while I discussed what had happened today with Debbie, Phil, and Ruth. They were taking more and more of the responsibility from me and making sure each of the designated area leaders was staying on track.
Phil was trying to come up with a plan to begin marketing to New Jersey and Pennsylvania. His plan was to work those states with mailings, calls, and then sales reps, later working westward into Ohio and Indiana. He wanted to get heavier into Mississippi, Louisiana, and Alabama, as no one had worked those three states for a long time. He was working toward a presence within the entire eastern half of the US by year's end. His plan included regional managers, as well as technical representatives for each area. He was planning on using geographic areas, as well as population and business density, so field reps would have a reasonable area of responsibility.
By the time supper was ready, Sue and I were bushed. We were ready for a nice relaxing ride. Charlie told me that Hap was feeling neglected, wanting us to ride over that way. Jim wanted to stay in, but Hank and Debbie wanted to come along.
We rode over to see Hap, with Hank and I wearing our support T-shirts. We had a beer and chatted for a while then rode over to St. Pete to the bar in the shopping plaza. We were welcomed there, as usual, had another beer then headed back to the other side of the bay, going home. There was a full moon, so people were driving a little nutty tonight keeping us alert for the crazies. We passed a few accidents but made it home without getting involved in anything. Martin and Glenda were still sitting in the glider watching the big TV when we got home, so we joined them for a few minutes before we all went to bed.
While Sue and I were laying in bed I said, "I think we have been so lucky these last couple of months that it's time we gave something back. We need to pick out something, a charity, a cause or something like that and give something to them. Sue told me she would be fine with that but for me to look around and find something worth while.
Sue and I were really exhausted. We kissed and hugged but both fell asleep without getting worked up.