If you are interested what Mr. Noose's intentions are, please read "The Heirloom". Other stories relating to this are "Chastity and the Stairmaster", "Bragging Rights","Talk inside the shed", "Talk outside the shed", "Just checking" and "Just confirming".
The slapping sound seemed unnaturally loud in the confines of the car. Harvey Thompson was immediately sorry the moment he hit Johnny Loesing.
Normally Harvey didn't lose his temper and was an excellent asset to the limousine rental company he worked for.
The Loesing children were a nightmare, though, and meant nothing but trouble since the beginning. They were rude, late, told lies and treated Harvey with disdain. They had spread honey in his shoes and used the car as their personal trash can, causing additional work for Harvey, who was responsible for the cleanliness of the Bentley.
Harvey had been warned by his colleagues, who had for some time also worked for the Loesing's since the original driver retired. Of course he didn't believe them. The kids couldn't be such monsters as they were described to him. Unfortunately the others were right. Harvey saw his job disappear.
The car had barely stopped, when Johnny opened the door and ran into the house. His father had arrived earlier that day from a business trip and hadn't gone back straight to his office. Harvey could imagine what was going to happen in the next few minutes. It didn't take long and Mr. Loesing asked him to come to his home office. Harvey's boss Stephen Charlton was on the phone and the loud speakers were on. Kenneth Loesing was in his late fifties, bald and had blue eyes. He sat fairly erect in his executive chair. He had a craggy face and was even more frowning than usual. Kenneth invited Harvey to take a seat. "Can you please explain why you slapped my son Johnny?" Kenneth was keeping his temper in check. Knowing his sons, he assumed they weren't innocent, even though Johnny had cried and claimed he hadn't done anything. Since Wylie, Johnny and Javier had managed to get rid of nine other drivers, he didn't believe them. Kenneth didn't know with whom he was more angry: His sons or Harvey.
Wylie, Kenneth's thirteen year old son, had most likely encouraged his younger brother to do something stupid. Johnny and Javier were gullible enough to follow his lead.
Kenneth expected his employees were capable and self-controlled. If someone punished his children physically, it was Kenneth himself.
Harvey hadn't said a word yet. "So?" Kenneth inquired. "I'm really sorry, Mr. Loesing. I acted rash and lost my temper. There is no excuse for it. Stephen, I'm quitting." "Now, now, Harvey. Tell me first what Johnny did to earn your wrath." Kenneth soothed. Harvey didn't want to talk about it. His career was over anyway. After a little prodding Harvey told what happened. "We were driving on North St. Augustine Road, when Johnny grabbed the wheel. He wouldn't let go. We nearly ended up in a ditch. I was furious and scared. I over reacted." Kenneth sighed. He couldn't keep the driver, but felt sorry for him. He decided to put in a good word for Harvey, when he spoke with Stephen. "Unfortunately I have to fire you, Harvey. Please leave all the car keys on the desk." "Harvey, I want to discuss the situation with me in the office." Stephen told his employee. Harvey fought with tears. He loved his job and was dependent on it. He thought he would never again drive customers.
While Harvey was on the way to headquarters, Kenneth asked Stephen not to fire Harvey and also advised he wouldn't press charges.
While Stephen was coming down hard on Harvey, but letting him keep the job, Kenneth was still thinking about his own problems. He was fuming. Kenneth knew exactly he wasn't going to find a new driver and that he had to drive himself to work. Mrs. Flo, the house keeper, would have to do the school run. Kenneth went looking for her to discuss the situation. Mrs. Flo, an attractive red head, agreed readily. The only issue left was Kenneth's mother's mode of transport and dealing with his errand son. Normally Kenneth didn't like asking his wife Anna to take over chores, but there was no help for it. He found her painting in the garden.
With a bit of grumbling she agreed to drive Kenneth's mother. Kenneth promised Anna in return a new jewellery piece from Harry Winston, when they were in New York.
Anna left the discipline of their sons to Kenneth and didn't care especially what Wylie, Johnny and Javier were up to. The apple of her eye was her daughter Adrien.
Kenneth snatched the boys and lectured them. "I know Willie means a lot to you and I understand you want him back as your chauffeur, but he is now over seventy and can't fulfil the job any longer. He has deserved his retirement after serving us for over twenty five years. We might not be able to find a new driver now that you all contributed to us having a very bad reputation. Willie is definitely not returning; no matter what you do. I also can't take you serious anymore, because you promised each time we found a replacement you would behave. I'm very disappointed in all of you!" Calmer Kenneth told Johnny: "Let's go for a walk." Johnny blanched. He wasn't sure if the invite meant they were heading for the shed and he was going to get a spanking or simply a talk. Johnny shrugged. There was only one way to find out. With hanging head Johnny followed his father.
They were walking in the direction of the shed. Johnny swallowed hard. It had been quite a while since his father had bent him over his knees. For a moment Johnny thought about running away. He gave up on the idea quickly. Even if he ran away he would have to scale the wall to get out. And then what?
Kenneth Loesing opened the door, switched on the light and took out the "spanking" chair. "Take a seat." He ordered his son. Johnny was tall for his age and had chestnut hair. His brothers and he had a mix of their parents' facial features and looked similar; only the hair colour was different - ranging from dark brown to dark blond.
Johnny was surprised. Normally his father went straight down to business. He obeyed. "Okay, Johnny. Do you think you deserve that I warm up your bottom for you?" Johnny didn't know what to say. He had done something dangerous and his father reminded him of that. As hard as it was Johnny had to admit it was a spankable offence, so he nodded in agreement and said: "Yes, sir." "I like you are taking responsibility and showing matureness, so I won't spank you this time around, but be warned! If we find a driver and should I ever hear you have misbehaved or mistreated the new employee, you will end up with a smarting behind! Is that understood?" "Yes, sir." "Good. I hope this was the last time I have to discuss this with you. If I have to you are going to be very sorry! You can also tell this your brothers. Now to your punishment. I think a grounding is in order. No TV and no phone for the next two weeks." Johnny wanted to protest, but thought he better shouldn't push his luck.
Kenneth was glad Johnny had reacted mature. He had stopped spanking his two older sons when they reached the age of ten, thinking they were too old for it. Kenneth didn't want to start again, but if the boys were disobeying him after numerous warnings in regards to the driver, he would reconsider. First he had to find one, though.
The next morning Kenneth asked his personal assistant Brian Caspermeyer to advertise state wide for the newly available position. Brian didn't say a word, but Kenneth could read Brian's mind. The PA was wondering how this could have happened again. Kenneth explained what had happened. Brian saw bleak that Mr. Loesing was finding a new driver.
Nearly six weeks after first placing the position Brian received a call. Someone was interested and offered to send in the CV.
Coldham Fintan Noose III had good credentials and was the only one applying, so he was immediately invited for an interview. Brian thought the driver was gone in two weeks, max.
Kenneth introduced himself and offered Mr. Noose a seat. He was tall, elegantly dressed and had light ash blond hair and blue grey eyes. They went through his resume together. Coldham, as Kenneth called Mr. Noose, had been growing up in Miami, studied for a year Business and Psychology, but dropped out to pursue his Commercial Driver’s License and a training course for limousine drivers. He had worked for two years at a limousine rental company, driving anything from a Cadillac to stretch limousines and a Mercedes S-Class. "What did your clients most appreciate about you?" "My punctuality and reliability. Mr. Sabini, my former boss, can vouch for it." "Why did you change from a rental company to a private household?" "Monday Scannell was a regular customer in Miami. He always asked for me and one day made me a good offer, so I took it. He has a large car collection. I used to drive frequently a classic Porsche, a Lexus Limousine and a BMW 7 series car and many others, depending on his demands." "And why are you interested in this job?" "I've moved here recently. My girlfriend is local. I met her in Houston. She has finished her studies and returned to Dallas, so I wanted to be near her. Working for Mr. Scannell showed me I prefer to work for one person and his family instead of a big company and constantly changing customers." Kenneth explained what duties Mr. Noose would have to carry out. He also tested the driver's skills. Mr. Noose passed. They then discussed benefits, pay, vacations and so on.
When Coldham left Kenneth asked Brian about his opinion. The PA thought Mr. Noose was calm and collected and made overall a good impression. Kenneth asked Brian to do a background check on Mr. Noose and to get the driver's former employers on the phone. If all added up, Mr. Noose was going to get the job. Everything fell into place, so Kenneth asked Brian to give Mr. Noose the good news. He didn't have an idea that the driver wasn't what he claimed to be and that Mr. Noose had his own agenda.
©2014
The slapping sound seemed unnaturally loud in the confines of the car. Harvey Thompson was immediately sorry the moment he hit Johnny Loesing.
Normally Harvey didn't lose his temper and was an excellent asset to the limousine rental company he worked for.
The Loesing children were a nightmare, though, and meant nothing but trouble since the beginning. They were rude, late, told lies and treated Harvey with disdain. They had spread honey in his shoes and used the car as their personal trash can, causing additional work for Harvey, who was responsible for the cleanliness of the Bentley.
Harvey had been warned by his colleagues, who had for some time also worked for the Loesing's since the original driver retired. Of course he didn't believe them. The kids couldn't be such monsters as they were described to him. Unfortunately the others were right. Harvey saw his job disappear.
The car had barely stopped, when Johnny opened the door and ran into the house. His father had arrived earlier that day from a business trip and hadn't gone back straight to his office. Harvey could imagine what was going to happen in the next few minutes. It didn't take long and Mr. Loesing asked him to come to his home office. Harvey's boss Stephen Charlton was on the phone and the loud speakers were on. Kenneth Loesing was in his late fifties, bald and had blue eyes. He sat fairly erect in his executive chair. He had a craggy face and was even more frowning than usual. Kenneth invited Harvey to take a seat. "Can you please explain why you slapped my son Johnny?" Kenneth was keeping his temper in check. Knowing his sons, he assumed they weren't innocent, even though Johnny had cried and claimed he hadn't done anything. Since Wylie, Johnny and Javier had managed to get rid of nine other drivers, he didn't believe them. Kenneth didn't know with whom he was more angry: His sons or Harvey.
Wylie, Kenneth's thirteen year old son, had most likely encouraged his younger brother to do something stupid. Johnny and Javier were gullible enough to follow his lead.
Kenneth expected his employees were capable and self-controlled. If someone punished his children physically, it was Kenneth himself.
Harvey hadn't said a word yet. "So?" Kenneth inquired. "I'm really sorry, Mr. Loesing. I acted rash and lost my temper. There is no excuse for it. Stephen, I'm quitting." "Now, now, Harvey. Tell me first what Johnny did to earn your wrath." Kenneth soothed. Harvey didn't want to talk about it. His career was over anyway. After a little prodding Harvey told what happened. "We were driving on North St. Augustine Road, when Johnny grabbed the wheel. He wouldn't let go. We nearly ended up in a ditch. I was furious and scared. I over reacted." Kenneth sighed. He couldn't keep the driver, but felt sorry for him. He decided to put in a good word for Harvey, when he spoke with Stephen. "Unfortunately I have to fire you, Harvey. Please leave all the car keys on the desk." "Harvey, I want to discuss the situation with me in the office." Stephen told his employee. Harvey fought with tears. He loved his job and was dependent on it. He thought he would never again drive customers.
While Harvey was on the way to headquarters, Kenneth asked Stephen not to fire Harvey and also advised he wouldn't press charges.
While Stephen was coming down hard on Harvey, but letting him keep the job, Kenneth was still thinking about his own problems. He was fuming. Kenneth knew exactly he wasn't going to find a new driver and that he had to drive himself to work. Mrs. Flo, the house keeper, would have to do the school run. Kenneth went looking for her to discuss the situation. Mrs. Flo, an attractive red head, agreed readily. The only issue left was Kenneth's mother's mode of transport and dealing with his errand son. Normally Kenneth didn't like asking his wife Anna to take over chores, but there was no help for it. He found her painting in the garden.
With a bit of grumbling she agreed to drive Kenneth's mother. Kenneth promised Anna in return a new jewellery piece from Harry Winston, when they were in New York.
Anna left the discipline of their sons to Kenneth and didn't care especially what Wylie, Johnny and Javier were up to. The apple of her eye was her daughter Adrien.
Kenneth snatched the boys and lectured them. "I know Willie means a lot to you and I understand you want him back as your chauffeur, but he is now over seventy and can't fulfil the job any longer. He has deserved his retirement after serving us for over twenty five years. We might not be able to find a new driver now that you all contributed to us having a very bad reputation. Willie is definitely not returning; no matter what you do. I also can't take you serious anymore, because you promised each time we found a replacement you would behave. I'm very disappointed in all of you!" Calmer Kenneth told Johnny: "Let's go for a walk." Johnny blanched. He wasn't sure if the invite meant they were heading for the shed and he was going to get a spanking or simply a talk. Johnny shrugged. There was only one way to find out. With hanging head Johnny followed his father.
They were walking in the direction of the shed. Johnny swallowed hard. It had been quite a while since his father had bent him over his knees. For a moment Johnny thought about running away. He gave up on the idea quickly. Even if he ran away he would have to scale the wall to get out. And then what?
Kenneth Loesing opened the door, switched on the light and took out the "spanking" chair. "Take a seat." He ordered his son. Johnny was tall for his age and had chestnut hair. His brothers and he had a mix of their parents' facial features and looked similar; only the hair colour was different - ranging from dark brown to dark blond.
Johnny was surprised. Normally his father went straight down to business. He obeyed. "Okay, Johnny. Do you think you deserve that I warm up your bottom for you?" Johnny didn't know what to say. He had done something dangerous and his father reminded him of that. As hard as it was Johnny had to admit it was a spankable offence, so he nodded in agreement and said: "Yes, sir." "I like you are taking responsibility and showing matureness, so I won't spank you this time around, but be warned! If we find a driver and should I ever hear you have misbehaved or mistreated the new employee, you will end up with a smarting behind! Is that understood?" "Yes, sir." "Good. I hope this was the last time I have to discuss this with you. If I have to you are going to be very sorry! You can also tell this your brothers. Now to your punishment. I think a grounding is in order. No TV and no phone for the next two weeks." Johnny wanted to protest, but thought he better shouldn't push his luck.
Kenneth was glad Johnny had reacted mature. He had stopped spanking his two older sons when they reached the age of ten, thinking they were too old for it. Kenneth didn't want to start again, but if the boys were disobeying him after numerous warnings in regards to the driver, he would reconsider. First he had to find one, though.
The next morning Kenneth asked his personal assistant Brian Caspermeyer to advertise state wide for the newly available position. Brian didn't say a word, but Kenneth could read Brian's mind. The PA was wondering how this could have happened again. Kenneth explained what had happened. Brian saw bleak that Mr. Loesing was finding a new driver.
Nearly six weeks after first placing the position Brian received a call. Someone was interested and offered to send in the CV.
Coldham Fintan Noose III had good credentials and was the only one applying, so he was immediately invited for an interview. Brian thought the driver was gone in two weeks, max.
Kenneth introduced himself and offered Mr. Noose a seat. He was tall, elegantly dressed and had light ash blond hair and blue grey eyes. They went through his resume together. Coldham, as Kenneth called Mr. Noose, had been growing up in Miami, studied for a year Business and Psychology, but dropped out to pursue his Commercial Driver’s License and a training course for limousine drivers. He had worked for two years at a limousine rental company, driving anything from a Cadillac to stretch limousines and a Mercedes S-Class. "What did your clients most appreciate about you?" "My punctuality and reliability. Mr. Sabini, my former boss, can vouch for it." "Why did you change from a rental company to a private household?" "Monday Scannell was a regular customer in Miami. He always asked for me and one day made me a good offer, so I took it. He has a large car collection. I used to drive frequently a classic Porsche, a Lexus Limousine and a BMW 7 series car and many others, depending on his demands." "And why are you interested in this job?" "I've moved here recently. My girlfriend is local. I met her in Houston. She has finished her studies and returned to Dallas, so I wanted to be near her. Working for Mr. Scannell showed me I prefer to work for one person and his family instead of a big company and constantly changing customers." Kenneth explained what duties Mr. Noose would have to carry out. He also tested the driver's skills. Mr. Noose passed. They then discussed benefits, pay, vacations and so on.
When Coldham left Kenneth asked Brian about his opinion. The PA thought Mr. Noose was calm and collected and made overall a good impression. Kenneth asked Brian to do a background check on Mr. Noose and to get the driver's former employers on the phone. If all added up, Mr. Noose was going to get the job. Everything fell into place, so Kenneth asked Brian to give Mr. Noose the good news. He didn't have an idea that the driver wasn't what he claimed to be and that Mr. Noose had his own agenda.
©2014
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