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The Knights of St. Jillian. Part Eight by A. J.
Deacon.   codes t/F TTTT/F  bd con rom

Copyright 2005 by A. J. Deacon. All rights reserved!
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permission to post or use anywhere else. Al J. Deacon 
deacon_al_j@yahoo. ca 
The story should not be read by anyone under the legal
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a location where it is illegal to read such stories.

	The Knights of Saint Jillian.....Part Eight

	Robert and the four boys were in the pool playing a
very energetic, and noisy game with what looked like a
basketball. There was a lot of laughter and splashing
about.  They were clearly having a good time. Within
seconds of us entering the room, we were noticed and
almost instantly everything went quiet. Robert was the
first out of the pool, followed very closely by John
then the other boys. Robert picked up a towel and
started drying himself as he walked towards us. John
beat his father to us.

	"Thanks mom," he said leaning forward to kiss her on
the cheek without getting her wet. Then she handed him
my leash.

	"Have fun dear," she said as she turned and left the
room followed very closely by Robert.

	"I've missed you master," I said as I went to my
knees and started to lower his wet swimming trunks
with my teeth.  There was an audible reaction from the
other three boys at my demonstrated submissiveness and
eagerness to serve him sexually without being told.

	"I've missed you too slave," he said as he released
my hands from behind my back. There was a chorus of
gasps when my mouth engulfed his penis. John climaxed
quickly. "I think we should do the pledge first
thing," he said seeing that the other boys were raring
to go. They had all heard about me from the other six
Knights and they were eager to live out their
fantasies also. I was hastily but firmly fastened to
the top of one of the tables, and each boy took his
turn entering my vagina. When he was just about ready
to climax, he took my right breast firmly in his left
hand, raised his right hand, then recited the pledge.
He resumed his stroking and within seconds exploded
inside me. Each boy removed his condom and came around
to my face so I could clean his penis off with my
mouth, as the next boy entered my other end for his
turn at pledging.

	When the pledging was completed I was released form
my bondage, and John handed me a glass of wine with
which I rinsed out my mouth. I was then introduced to
each knight with a long passionate kiss as he crushed
our naked bodied together.  Don Juan was born here
shortly after his family arrived from El Salvador. Sir
Patrick's family had been in this country for over
five generations. Before that they were in Ireland. 
Sir Winston was another African American, but he had
very dark skin compared to Sir  Richard. For the rest
of the afternoon I got to know these new Knights
better as they explored my body.  This was my third
day as John's sex slave, and I still hadn't had to beg
for a single orgasm.
	
	We came down for Monday morning breakfast at eight
o'clock .  I was wearing one of my new lounge outfits.
At first glance I was dressed decently enough.  On
closer inspection you would discover that the seam at
the crotch of the long silk pants was open. All I
needed to do was spread my legs, and everything would
be open and available for my master.  The long sleeve
top extended to just below the waist band of the
pants. The low cut front exposed a lot of cleavage.
Undoing the single tie below the breast would leave my
breasts completely exposed and available to my
master's hands. 

	There was a place set at the table for me. As I sat
down Hillory  paid me a complement about my
appearance, and reached over and put her hand over
mine and gave it an affectionate little squeeze. I
didn't miss the kneeling at John's feet to be hand
fed. I knew that after breakfast we would share our
third orgasm of the day. I was very contented and yes,
very happy. During breakfast the family discussed the
furnishing of John's study in his new suite. He could
have his pick of any piece of furniture in either of
the big storage rooms in the basement. Anything he
found there he could tell the head housekeeper. She
will arrange to have the pieces brought out of
storage, cleaned up and moved into the room. If he
couldn't fine everything he needed there, then he
could look through all the unused rooms of the house.
He should make a list of anything he wished form
there, and the family would discuss which of those
pieces he could have tonight over dinner. When John
decided we'd had enough to eat, he excused the two of
us, then stood up and kissed his mother on the cheek.
As I was getting up she took my hand and pulled me
down. She smiled at me and pointed at her other cheek.
I took the hint and gave her and affectionate kiss on
the cheek.

	"Thank you,  mum," I said as I straightened up.

	"No, thank you my dear. You needn't be shy about
doing that any time you wish, Jill. You are a member
of the family now.

	After we returned to John's room, I did a quick
tidying up, naked of course, while John fiddled with
something on the computer, and watched me moving
around. When I was satisfied that I had done a good
job,  I went and knelt between his knees. I opened his
pants and took him in my mouth, obeying the first and
most important rule. He could only stand a few minutes
of this before he ordered me to the bed. I was told to
lay on my back and stretch my arms and legs out to the
four corners as if they were tied there. I was told to
pretend that I was tied like that and not to move, no
matter what happened. He reminded me that they had
pipe columns in the basement, and there was lots of
plastic wrap in the kitchen. John then started to
explore my body with his lips and tongue. It was very
hard for me not to move. If I had been tied up I could
struggle all I wanted against the ropes. This way I
had to struggle not to move. This all added to my
arousal, and by the time John exploded in my rectum,
I'd come three times.

	We spent the rest of the morning exploring the
storage rooms. I suggested that he take the set of
office furniture from the nineteen thirties. There was
a massive desk with a big upholstered chair. Three
wooden file cabinets, a bookcase, and a library table,
that would be ideal for his computer. These were all
in dark finished oak and must have come out of some
executives office years ago. We also found a leather
couch and matching easy chair that were very close to
the ones already in the sitting area. A coffee, and
end tables were also selected. There was a huge
collection of lamps. I helped John put together a set
of Tiffany lamps. We picked two desk lamps, a table
lamp for each end table, and four long floor lamps. I
remembered there ware a couple of corners in the
sitting room that could use a bit more colour and
light.  We set the lamps on top of the desk, and John
then stuck a post it note with his name on it to every
piece of furniture we selected. On the way back to his
suite, he stopped by the head house keeper's office
and left the note on her desk.

	When we got back to the new suite, we found the
luncheon buffet set up in the bay window area. We
waited for today's group of knights there, as John
started feeding me with his mouth. We both enjoyed
this very much, although to most people it may sound
sickening. John would take some food in his mouth and
start chewing it . When it was ready for swallowing,
we would join together in a passionate kiss, and some
of the food would be transferred to my mouth for me to
swallow. We had a very good view of the parking area
from where we sat and waited. I was very aroused by
the time the knights arrived. I was already naked and
when John started for the door, I begged to be led out
with him. I asked him to fasten the leash to my left
breast instead of my collar. When the boys came
through the door into the entry hall, I was humbly
kneeling, my head respectfully lowered and my knees
spread apart. As soon as John closed the door behind
them I bent forward until my forehead touched the
floor and waited in silence.

	"Hi, Guys, " my master said in welcome. "Thanks for
coming and helping me keep this over sexed slave
satisfied." I blushed at hearing this, and my arousal
soared even higher.

	"Hey man the pleasure is all mine," on of the boys
answered. His answer was greeted with affirmation by
the other boys.

	"So what's up man, why did you want us to meet you
here?" Another boy asked. While John explained about
his up coming move I was ordered to stand and greet
the knights properly. This meant a passionate kiss and
lots of probing of my body. They all quickly
discovered how aroused I was. John jerked lightly on
the leash attached to my left breast just before he
started walking and I followed meekly back into the
suite. There were four knights today. From now on the
arrangement was that three different knights were
assigned to attend to my sexual needs every day. The
groupings changed from day to day depending on who was
free that day. Of course any knight who had free time
during the scheduled visits was welcome to come also.
That's how come Don Juan was here again today. The
only stipulation was that if you were here two days in
a row, you were expected to go easy and not over tax
your body. Which is what John did every afternoon. He
would let the other boys have their way with me and
only have intercourse with me when it was a group
activity.

	John gave the knights a quick tour of his new living
quarters. They were especially pleased about the
arrangement with the guest room. It meant that any one
of them could decide to stay over anytime without
arrangement having to be made before hand. John
explained about the lack of furniture in the study,
and that completed the tour. The leash was unfastened
from my breast, and my hands released from behind my
back so I could help the knights undress. When
everybody was ready, it was time to eat. I received my
food directly from the mouth of each of the five boys,
as I sat astride their laps, facing them, with their
penis firmly inside me. My hands remained free so that
I could guide each boys member into myself. I was
lubricating so much they thought it would be too messy
for them to do it themselves. Seeing as how they also
had to handle the food. This was understandable. We
gave the suite a real initiation, I had sex in every
room, on both beds and every piece of furniture big
enough for me to lay on or kneel on or even just bend
over. Most of the floor space was tried out as well.
The afternoon ended with a relaxing session in the hot
tub, after I had given each boy's body a thorough
cleansing in the shower. When it was time to leave,
The boys got out of the tub one at a time, so I could
dry them and help them dress in their knights uniform
again. I kissed each one good by as they filed past me
at the door. 

	When we arrived in the dining room, I was again
wearing my lounging outfit, and John's parents had
just gotten there. Robert was just moving Hillory's
chair as she sat at the table. John  went to his
mother's side and kissed her on the cheek, I did the
same for the other cheek. As I took my place, John
moved the chair for me as his father had done for his
mother. When I commented that I should be doing this
for him, he jokingly suggested that he was doing this
so it would be a bigger drop when he put me back in my
place later.  John was anxious to tell his parents
about the furniture we selected. Robert was pleased
with the selection, because that furniture first
belonged to John's great grandfather. He had bought
them to furnish his first office when he founded the
family law firm, and had used them all through his
legal career.  When I asked about the large number of
Tiffany lamps, Robert explained that they were
probably all purchased new by either his parents or
grandparents. Hillory explained that she wasn't
especially taken by Tiffany lamps, and through the
years as she redid each room, they were relegated to
storage. 

	"Did you know that they are now worth a fortune,
mum," I blurted out excitedly

	"A fortune my dear? What exactly do you consider a
fortune?" She said smiling.

	"Well on the antique shows on television, the lamps
that are shown usually run between eight and ten
thousand. The rarer ones even go for the tens of
thousands, and there are so many down there, the
collection has to be worth several million."

	"Really! I had no idea. I guess that would be
considered a fortune. Robert? How about I give, oh
what's her name, at the auction place a call, and have
her come out and look at them?"

	"You mean Olivia? Sure go ahead. Then give Doctor
Anderson at the museum a call. If any of them are of
any significance, we'll lend them to the museum.  I
guess the best thing would be to get an appraisal on
the total value. Then we'll donate the lot to the
foundation. That'll get us a tax credit. The ones that
don't go to the museum will be auctioned off with the
proceeds going back to the foundation."

	"Just like a lawyer," Hillory laughed. "Thinking
about his tax credits"

	"But why would you sell such a valuable collection?"
I asked in wonder.

	"Well dear as I said before. I have no real interest
in them, they have been collecting dust down there for
decades. This way the better ones will be on display
for everyone to enjoy, at the museum. The rest of them
will be put back into circulation so that the people
who appreciate them will have a chance to buy them and
put them to use again." 

	"Yes, and by the way, Jill, it's customary for
organizations, like the museum and the foundation, to
pay a finder's fee to people who discover such things 
The foundation will be happy to give you ten percent
of whatever the appraised value turns out to be. On
top of that the museum will also pay you a finder's
fee based on the value of the ones at go to the
museum."

	"But there's no need for any of that sir. I don't
need the money, and I wasn't doing it for money in the
first place."

	 "Now now my dear," Hillory said as she reached out
and patted my hand. "There are people out there who
make a very good living out of going what you've just
done by accident. Even if you didn't realize it at the
time, what you've done is considered very important
work by both the foundation and the museum. The amount
they will pay you will be considered small compared to
the gain both organizations will receive. Those lamps
have been down there gathering dust for decades. If
you hadn't come along they would probably stay down
there for many more decades. Take the money my dear.
The financial advisors at Robert's firm will help you
invest it properly."

	"Yes mum, thank you mum, and thank you sir, and the
foundation too. Would it be possible for me to buy one
of the lamps from you before you give them to the
foundation?"

	"Yes certainly, but why dear?"

	"Well I would like to donate it to the museum in
memory of my late mother and father. Mom enjoyed
antiques, and her fondest wish was to own a really
fine Tiffany lamp. Unfortunately she never got her
wish."

	"That would be a very fitting memorial then my dear.
You can select which ever one you choose, dear and
we'll settle on the price later."

	"Thank you mum. But I'd rather let that doctor from
the museum pick one out, and I'll pay you whatever
that appraisal is."

	"That'll be fine dear." After that the conversation
turned to their oldest son and his journey across
Europe. Robert had received a call today. Harry is in
Germany, and he requested his father to wire him some
more money. He had also emailed a lot of pictures so
we can all look at them later. With that Robert
excused himself. He said he had about two hours work
getting his diary in order so he can give it to the
billing department. John and I excused ourselves also,
we bent down together from either side and kissed
Hillory on both cheeks at the same time before we left
the room. 

	First we went back to his old room for a quickie as
he called it. Almost immediately my arousal shot way
up, I'd had so many things going through my mind that
for the first time in I don't even know how long, I
had not been thinking about my next orgasm. In fact I
hadn't even thought about sex all through dinner. This
time he tied me to the bed, and teased me
unmercifully, until I was begging him to make me come.
I teased him after we had both calmed down from the
wonderful climax, about breaking his promise that I
would never have to beg for another orgasm. He said
that it didn't count because he had kept his fingers
crossed behind his back the whole time. Besides, not
allowing me to come was part of his fabulous technique
to heighten the level of my arousal. 

	I was ordered to put on my lounging outfit again, and
carrying a stack of paper, masking tape, and markers,
I followed my master down to his new suite. My first
duty was to get naked as soon as I entered the suite.
He wrote messages on the sheets of paper and I taped
them to the floor or walls of his new study. "Put desk
in this corner", "Library table goes here",  "Place
end table in this corner", "Couch goes here", and so
on until the place of every piece of furniture was
marked out so that the household staff will know where
to place them when they brought them up from storage.
I was told to get dressed again and we joined his
mother in the family room to watch some TV. I was
positioned on my knees beside the recliner that John
sat in, so that the chair hid my body from his mother.
He was thus free to continually caress my body without
Hillory directly seeing what was going on. She knew
very well what her son was do to me, but because she
couldn't actually see it, she was able to pretend that
it wasn't happening. I don't think that she had any
objection to her son getting pleasure from my body any
way that he could get it. It's just that in polite
society, sex was something that was practised in
private. Since she couldn't see it then her son was
not being rude by caressing my breasts in her company.


	"Boy what a horrible job that is to have to do every
week," Robert said as he joined us about an hour later

	"You ought to computerize dad, get with the times."

	"The trouble is son that there just aren't any really
good programmes out there. It's a very complicated
situation, and although the programmes make it easier
for the billing department to decide how much to
charge who, getting the information down in a way that
the computer can handle it makes for a lot more work
for each lawyer. It seems to be a toss up between
having each lawyer spending a couple of hours a week
sorting out their diaries, or hiring extra personnel
in the billing department to do it."

	"I bet Jill could come up with a system that will
work for you dear," Hillory said.

	"I'm willing to try sir, that is if my master will
permit it, but don't forget I've been out of touch for
two years. I have no idea where the technology has
reached today."

	"I bet if Patrick, Juan, and Jill put their heads
together for a few hours they could come up with
something, if they could keep the rest of their bodies
apart that is," John said laughing.


	"You're being crude again John," Hillory scolded,
"but you're right, Patrick, and Juan could update Jill
on the latest technology, and together they could
solve your problem Robert."

	"Even with the technology as it stood, two years ago,
it should be possible to develop a system that would
integrate the diaries with the billing. Do all the
lawyers carry lap top computers Sir?"

	"Yes, but they don't all use them to their full
extent. Again, not all the lawyers are into computers,
especially the senior ones. However if you could make
it easier for them to do their job, I'm sure they
would use them more."

	"It seems to me, Robert, what you need is a system
where upon entering the office a lawyer simply opens
his notebook and clicks on the icon that says `I'm in
the office now' then click on another icon that says
`I'm working on the Brown case'. If he has to take a
phone call, then he clicks on an icon that says, `oops
phone call'. When the call is over he clicks  on an
icon for the name of the person who called. Then he
clicks on the icon for the brown case again, and so
on."

	"Yes something like that, but there are also
expenses, like mileage, parking, and a dozen other
things to consider."

	"None of that should be a problem dad. If you could
let Jill look at one of your old diaries so she can
get some idea of what's involved it'll help a lot.
Both Juan and Patrick will be here together in a
couple of days."

	"I'll need to come to the office and look around and
see what your system is like and interview some people
to see how they are doing the job now. I believe it's
always best to make any new system as close to the way
people are used to doing things now."

	"Well if you really think you can do it Jill, there
is a lot of money in it for you. Not just designing
the system but consulting on new equipment purchasing,
and training of staff. You know you should set up your
own company. If your system really helps us out, then
there are hundreds of legal firms out there who are
facing the same problems."

	"Yes my dear," Hillory added. "Keeping busy with
productive work that you enjoy doing and are fairly
compensated for will go a long way towards your
deprogramming, and making your future a happy and
satisfying one."

	"You're right mum, all my problems started because I
got bored after I quit my job.  Will it take a lot to
set up the company sir?"

	"No Jill, I'll put it in the hands of one of our
junior lawyers first thing tomorrow."

	"Will that be alright master?"

	"Yes of course, If your company is a big success and
you make a lot of money, you can support some of my
astronomical research and help me win the Nobel
Prize." He added with a laugh.

	"Don't make any promises, my dear!" Hillory
cautioned. "Astronomical research usually comes with
an astronomical price tag."

	"Speaking of Astronomy," John interrupted, "it's time
to head out to the observatory." He took his hand out
of the front of my top, and held it out for me to
take. He pulled me to my feet when I took his hand.
After kissing his mother on the cheek and saying good
night to both parents we walked out hand in hand. It
was still a little early to observe the things he
wanted to show me tonight as they hadn't risen high
enough in the sky to get out of the haze near the
horizon. It was dark enough to be outside on the
lounge. My master spent three quarters of an hour,
enjoying my body and bringing me to three orgasms,
before he had his own. It was an amazing experience
being out on the balcony of the observatory. It was so
dark that all reference to the ground was lost, we
seemed to be floating over the starlit landscape and
the brightly lit city off in the far distance. It was
in the wee hours of the morning, in fact the eastern
sky was already getting brighter before we got back to
the house. John left a note on the family bulletin
board that we would not be down for breakfast tomorrow
before we went to bed.
	
	I awoke very hungry the next morning. A look at the
clock radio confirmed that it was in fact still
morning but just barely. John was still sleeping. He
was laying on his back. I was laying on my left side,
partly laying on him, and using his chest for my
pillow. His right arm was around me and his hand
rested on my ass. His left arm was laying across his
chest and in between our bodies, with a good grip of
my right breast. My left arm was up under my pillow,
and my right was holding him around his waist tightly.
As per the first and most important rule, I moved my
right hand down to his penis and gently caressed it
until is started to respond. I increased the pressure
and started to masturbate him. When he was hard
enough, I rolled on a condom then moved my body and
inserted his member into me, and started to move so as
to give him pleasure. He awoke with a start just as he
climaxed. He wrapped both his arms and legs around me
and gripped me as if his life depended on it. It took
several minutes for him to stop jerking. We've only
been together for a little over four days, but in that
time he had over fifty climaxes with me.  This one was
the biggest he had ever had. I had to wait a full ten
minutes before he had calmed down enough for me to
remove the condom and clean him off with my mouth.

	"Wow! That was amazing. Did you come too?" 

	"Yes master several times."

	"I was dreaming about us making love, and the all of
a sudden we were actually doing it. From now on you
will always wake me up like that whenever you're awake
before me."


	"Oh yes master. Was it a good dream master?"

	"Yes it was kind of strange. We were older, and we
were in Geneva. I had just received the Nobel Prize,
and we were celebrating in our hotel room after the
ceremony." 

	"What was so strange about that master?"

	"Well you see the strange thing was, and I don't see
why I should have dreamed about this, but there was a
cradle in the hotel room next to the bed, and there
was a baby in the cradle."

	"Why should that be strange master?"

	"Well if we did have a baby, would we have taken it
all the way to Geneva with us? I would have though we
would have left it at home with a nurse or something."

	"No way master! If my baby couldn't go to Geneva,
then I wouldn't have gone either. Even if it was only
for two days, I would never leave my baby with someone
else. Not even with your parents. Not on your life!"  

	"Really? Do you think all women feel that way or is
it just you?"

	"I can't speak for all women, master. But I would
think most feel this way."

	"Interesting, Any way, we better hit the shower, the
knights will be here soon." We still took a fairly
leisurely shower, John really enjoyed my body  and the
fact that he was free to touch and feel anywhere and
anytime. At the end of the shower he was more aroused
than I was. At my request he settled for oral sex,
while he used his belt on my ass, making sure that the
tip of the belt would wrap around and strike my pubic
lips and clitoris. After I helped him dress in his
knights uniform he led me down to the new suite on a
leash attached to the two rings on my pubic lips. I
wore my usual slave restraints, and a bathrobe. The
bathrobe came off as soon as I entered the suite. I
understood by now that this was an unwritten rule. I
was to be naked when I was alone with John or the
knights, but not when I moved around about the house.
We made a quick check of the study to confirm that all
the furniture had been moved up. The smell of the
lemon oil evident as soon as we entered the suite,
indicated that at least some of the pieces had been
polished and moved up.

	We saw the car pull up as soon as we arrived at the
bay window, so we didn't have time to eat anything.
When John opened the door to let the knights into the
house, I was waiting kneeling naked with my knees
apart and my hands fastened behind my back. The loop,
of the leash which was still attached to my pubic
lips, was hung over one of the hooks of the antique
hall mirror. I allowed just enough time for my pose to
register on the visitors, then bent forward so that my
forehead touched the floor. I uttered my humble
greeting and then remained still as three pair of
hands caressed my body. A slight tug on the leash told
me it was time to kneel up, making my breasts easier
to fondle. Another slight jerk on the leash told me it
was time to stand up. I shared a passionate kiss with
each of the new arrivals, then I followed John back
into the suite. This entry hall became the only part
of the house outside of John's suite, or the swimming
pool where I could go naked.

	John and the knights decided that it would be best to
start moving John's things down here first thing,
while they were still dressed. I was to remain here
kneeling by the open door. My task would be to reward
each boy with oral sex, each time just before he
exited the suite to go fetch another load. By this
time I was starving. It seemed that their semen was
going to be the only nourishment I was going to get
for several hours. The hunger pangs only added to my
arousal . The rules were changed after the first group
of boys arrived. It was going to take too long giving
sex to the knights one at a time, so it was decided
that while I gave oral sex to one knight another would
make use of my other end, using either orifice they
wished. It was impossible of course for each boy to be
able to have sex on every trip, so the practice became
that they would not bother waiting. If my body was
occupied when it was time to leave, then they would
use me at the end of the next trip. At any rate I was
constantly in a state of orgasm for that part of the
afternoon. 

	It took a couple of hours for them to move everything
down. They brought the full drawers from the dressers
and desks, and they were piled on the floor of the
individual rooms. I would transfer the contents to the
new dressers and desk, later today, and tomorrow's
knights would take the empty drawers back up stairs.
My hands were released and I helped each boy undress
after he made his final trip. Finally it was time to
eat. As had become usual in the last few days, I was
fed directly from the mouth of each knight after he
had chewed the food. This was done during a kiss as I
sat astride his lap. None of the boys were able to get
an erection right away, so I didn't have anybody
inside of me.  

	It was decided after we ate that they would make use
of the swimming pool. Since it was right next door to
John's suite, they decided that they wouldn't bother
dressing. After a while in the pool, it was obvious
that the boys were getting tired. I was again assigned
to clean each boys body in the shower, and then
quickly dry them off enough so they wouldn't drip
water all over the floor of the hall way. Our nest
stop was the hot tub in John's suite. John and I were
the last ones in, and by then the other boys had moved
the table with the remaining food near the tub, and
had set up John's sound system. We stayed relaxing in
the tub until it was time for the knights to get ready
to leave. There was another round of intercourse with
each of the visitors before I dressed each of them. 

	We arrived at the dinner table, dressed for going
out. After we greeted his parents and exchanged the
usual how was your day conversation, John asked his
parents if he could borrow a car for the evening so we
could go out to a movie. I was pleasantly surprised. I
had wondered why John had selected this outfit for me.
His father suggested that we take the limo so we could
have some privacy. When the maid brought in the main
course, Robert gave her a message to give to the
driver. 

	When I asked if John had his driver's licence yet, I
was told that yes of course, but. Robert went on to
explain that neither he nor Hillory, or even John
while he was a minor and lived at home would ever
drive a car. They didn't even own a car, as a matter
of fact. The limo, and the other vehicles were owned
by a private, limited company. When either of the two
drivers were in fact driving, they did so as employees
of the company. This was done as a way of limiting
liabilities in case of an accident. If any of the
family were involved in an accident while actually
driving the car, then the whole family fortune could
be taken into account when a settlement was being
reached.  It was a lot more expensive handling the
family's transportation needs in this way, but it was
very reassuring to know that any settlement would be
limited to whatever insurance the company carried.
With only the assets of the limited company at stake,
the lawyers for the other side had only the insurance
coverage to go after. In which case it was the
insurance company that took the initiative in all the
legal actions. Robert went on to explain that if I was
involved in an accident while driving a car, and it
resulted in a personal injury, the lawyers for the
injured party would deal with my insurance company,
and be satisfied with the settlement, even though my
personal fortune was three million dollars. However if
one of them, meaning the family, was driving the same
car, in the same accident, the same lawyer for the
same injured person would certainly seek a settlement
of tens of millions, just because of the vast fortune
of the family. I hadn't thought of it before, but I
was learning that being filthy rich also had some
drawbacks. Right after dinner we kissed his mother
goodbye and walked hand in hand to the garage.


 

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