Buy a big ship.

A few months later…

Me: "AWWWW... SHIT... I found my ship."

Every other rich guy has a super yacht. But no one has a fucking AIRCRAFT CARRIER.
Holy shit. The US Navy is cutting back so much that they stopped in mid production one of their newest Ford class aircraft carriers.

Me: “Kate contact this company. I want that ship.”

Kate: “A major defense contractor? Is that even possible? How?"

Me: "The ship isn't complete so the contractor is trying to sale it to the cruise lines. But at $12 billion each. I don't see them able to afford it. Me. On the other hand. Just earned enough interest with my money sitting in a savings account to pay for half of it."

Kate: "Yes, Mr. Pot.”

Kate, is my newly hired “personal” secretary.

Katlynn Morehead is 36D-28-32 of pure obedience. She is smart, great people skills and ambitious. Surprisingly, I hired her out of a stripclub. I mean how else am I gonna interview for assistants willing to show off their naked bodies, interview their people skills and test if they are willing to fuck?

Me: “Kate. Call me Master when we are alone.”

Kate: “Yes, Master.”

Me: “AHAHAHA!!!”

I cum into her mouth. Like the professional she is, she swallows it up not spilling a single drop.

Kate: “Will that be all, Master? Here are the profiles you ask for of potential employees.”

Me: “Good. You may go. Where to start…"