Tuesday Morning.
Jean had arranged a meeting in the Center with six of her friends. Pat, the cataloger who had worked a lot with Jean in Sotheby's and the television programmes. An Aunt and niece, Isabel and Val, who had also worked with Jean at Sotheby's and the television programmes. Lady Margie Watson, who was also on the television programmes but she was in her early sixties and was semi-retired. She was very knowledgeable and very popular. She had over two million Twitter followers.
Finally, there were Sue and May, two sisters. Sue had studied law then joined Sotheby's. She was very knowledgeable. May was a doctor, who sometimes helped Debbie out at the Spa. Their family business which was quite substantial had passed to the two sisters on the death of their father. They shared a vast property portfolio. All were widows apart from Sue who had never married.
Debbie was at work so wouldn't be at the meeting. Jo was busy with the funeral which was on Wednesday. Paul had told Jo that he wouldn't attend as he had no wish to see Kay again. When Paul had told her, this Jo replied, "To be honest I don't want to go but I must as so many relatives are coming."
Jo had people arriving from Spain who would stay with her until Sunday. She had come to Paul's house on Monday afternoon, and they had a good session. Paul was having a very good time with Debbie, Jill, Jean and Jo. He was managing to keep them all happy.
They arrived at the Center just before ten and the six were waiting for them. When Paul saw them, he was impressed. They all had class and were all very fuckable. Jean introduced them to Paul and Jill. Jean then took control. She showed them the Center then the warehouse. They were all impressed. Paul suggested that rather than go out for lunch he had a table that could seat ten. He could order an Indian takeaway. Everyone agreed. They went upstairs to Paul's apartment. Paul offered them Champagne. They all accepted. Paul ordered the food which arrived twenty-five minutes later.
They were all going to rent space. Paul had a private conversation with Pat. She would start tomorrow as Center Manager. Paul found Pat very attractive. She was tall and had a matronly appearance. She also had enormous breasts which just stuck out. Paul spoke with everyone. Margie would rent space and also advise everyone on purchases. Isabel and Val would start to bring their items tomorrow. Margie, Isabel and Val were very similar. They all were very attractive, and all had wonderful breasts.
May and Sue were very reserved in everything they did or said. They would start bringing their stock tomorrow. May asked, "I have several houses to clear as I am downsizing. Is it possible I could rent some space in the warehouse?"
Paul replied, "No problem. There will be no charge if it's just on a temporary basis. Do you have many houses?"
May smiled then replied, "My parents died, and they had two. My husband died, and we have two. All are nearly sold, so I need somewhere to store the contents. I love your props department. I could give you several entire rooms from different periods."
Paul replied, "That would be good. We could split the rental, and there will be no charge for the Warehouse. Debbie Roberts sends her regards."
May said, "I appreciate that. I send my best regards back. I haven't seen Debbie for a couple of months."
Paul thought May and Sue would be tough to get into bed, especially May. They were both very attractive with great bodies. Paul doubted whether the two of them were getting any sex.
They all left the Center together. In the car, Jean said, "That was a good day. Every one of them will be an asset for the Center. Sue and May are quiet and reserved, but both are very hard working."
Paul replied, "I was thinking the same. I don't believe that they have a very active sex life."
Jean replied, "In all the years I've known Sue, I have never known her to have had a boyfriend or girlfriend. I have heard that May didn't have a good marriage."
Jill said, "They are the ones that are usually the hottest."
They arrived at the house. Jill said, "I must phone my housekeeper. All the rooms are covered in dust sheets, so she needs time to prepare for us. I will also arrange the flight for a week on Thursday in the morning."
Jill then went on to the terrace and phoned Colette, her housekeeper, as Jean and Paul sat in the lounge. Twenty minutes later Jill came into the lounge. She said, "This is unbelievable. I phoned France; everything is OK, we will go a week on Thursday. I have not spoken with Colette for over five years. She has been the housekeeper there for over twenty years. She told me that she and a friend have been using two barns at the Chateau to store Antiques. She was very guilty that she hadn't asked my permission. I told her that I trusted her and that didn't matter. I have asked her to send me pictures of the stock she has. I have given her my email address, and she will send me the pictures."
"She and her friend are selling to the trade as she wouldn't use the Chateau as a shop. This could be interesting. She is sending me some pictures. Jill got her iPad. Five minutes later she had lots of pictures which she showed to Jean. Jean looked at them then said, "I would need to know the prices, but the quality is fantastic."
Jill then phoned Colette and put Jean on the phone to speak with Colette. Twenty minutes later Jean came off the phone and said, "The prices are incredible. She knows what she is talking about. Every Spring I hire a seven and a half ton lorry. I spend a week in France and Belgium. I could live from the profits that I make from this trip for a year. I believe that you are going to France next week. I would like to come with you. I would like Pat to come too. Margie is in London next week filming."
Jill said, "I think that is an excellent idea. I am now so looking forward to this trip."
Next Thursday morning Jean, Pat, Debbie, Jill and Paul left for Reims. The flight was booked for eleven thirty. They were in the air at eleven thirty-five. They all had Champagne which was dreadful. Jill said, "This Champagne is awful. Order lunch but could everyone order a different meal as I would like to check out the quality. I haven't been on Gibson Jets for four years, but that Champagne was nearly undrinkable."
They all ordered different meals. One was worse than the other. Jean said, "The plane and service is excellent, but the quality of the food and Champagne is dreadful. Jill, I think you need to do something about this."