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2012 data from Qlik Sense Executive dashboard

Hi All,
How to find average Sales per day for may 2012 from Executive Dashboard ?
What is the Top revenue product group in 2012?
I found data from 2015 0n wards.

Can some one please help me with this query.



In a trance, I wandered over to the steps of the tub, slowly entering the steaming water. John looked at me, satisfied, unworried of any reaction I might have to seeing my wife stroking his big **bleep**, perhaps knowing a part of me wanted this to happen. Samantha slowly removed her hand from his manhood for a brief moment, upon noticing my presence. Her face was red, flush, her eyes distant, hazy. Part of her stare, however, seemed to hint at some recognition that I might want her to continue. I was horrified to realize that she was right.

The truth of the matter was that William had naturally seduced Samantha, using his easy masculinity, dominant personality, and massive **bleep**, to put her under his spell. I don't even think it was a deliberate attempt on Williams part, any more than it was a fateful inevitability. It seemed strangely natural, even, as I sat dumbstruck in the heated water watching her.

"I can't believe how big it is." My wife's voice whispered up at him, lost to her fascination. She reached out and took his incredible **bleep** in her hand, Samantha's fingers not even able to encircle the incredible girth of his member. I sat there, in stunned deference, heart pounding in some bizarre combination of embarrassment and arousal. I noticed my own **bleep**, painfully erect, beneath the water's surface. How could this be happening?

I watched as her small hands cascaded up and down his towering flesh, her feminine fingers savoring the sensation of his masculinity. "What do you feed it?" She smiled up at him, slowly stroking his incredible length. I watched with a lump in my throat, as his huge balls gently flopped up and down, slapping against the plastic seat of the tub.

"Married women, mostly." He chuckled, which caused a shy smile to appear on my wife's lips. I would later learn that he wasn't necessarily joking.

We all sat there in a hazy, seductive atmosphere. The only sounds were the subtle jets of the tub, water bubbling, and the sexual noise of William's massive balls smacking up and down. The woman I loved continued to stroke this other man's **bleep**, as if it was the only thing that existed in the world. Minutes went by, all of us entranced by the taboo act of sexuality playing out in the tub.

I looked on at Samantha, who licked her lips in desire. The red shade of her lipstick seemed tantalizing as they shimmered from the reflections of the water and our patio lights.
I realized, in horror, that she wished to take him in her mouth, to place her lips onto his naked flesh. It was a sexual act that she hadn't performed on me in many years.

I watched in slow motion, as her head slowly moved downward, her feminine lips parting as she planted her tongue across the head of his **bleep**. It was only a few seconds until her jaw was stretching around his girth, my wife only able to take a few inches.

William arched his head back, savoring what had to be the mind blowing sensation of oral sex from another mans wife. He grunted, "**bleep**, Sammie. I knew you were a naughty girl. Suck that big **bleep**."

My heart pounded, my humiliation surged, but I was simply spellbound. Samantha continued to suck him for several minutes, kissing up and down his tower, her free hand massaging at the heavy shaft beneath her mouth, moving her fingers downward to caress and fondle his large testicles.

William looked over at me, with a thankful expression, and a smile.

I could only nod, unsure of how to respond, my mind in tatters as I watched the love of my life give him oral sex.

"Help me get her out of that bra." He suddenly demanded, not unkindly.

In a dream state, I found myself leaning forward, caressing my wife's back and eventually finding the soaking clip between her shoulder blades. I delicately unclasped the fabric, allowing it to begin to float atop the waters surface. My wife deftly snaked her arms through the straps, exposing her incredible breasts to our lodger, her pale nipples as erect as I had ever seen them.

Instinctively, my wife reached her free hand up and began pumping him with two, his incredible **bleep** still having room to spare despite her dual stroke. Her paced quickened, her arms propping her own breasts up above the water's surface, droplets cascading down their feminine curvature as William's heavy testicles slapped perversely against the tub.

"**bleep** yes." He suddenly grunted.

I watched in disbelief as a rope of **bleep** exploded out of the his large, flaring head. An eruption of **bleep** began launching outward and across the top of Samantha's **bleep**, coating her jiggling breasts and hard nipples with thick splatters of ejaculate. It was impossible to describe the moment. My wife flinched as one strand caught her on her cheek, though she continued to massage his length, pumping Williams **bleep** with her bottom lip bitten, as every last bit of him splashed across her naked body.

Finally, eventually, the large man stopped his orgasmic convulsion, grunting. My wife slowly relinquished her grasp on his tool, which bobbed powerfully in the nights air as if it was hungry for more. Samantha's eyes were still in a daze. "My- goodness. That's a lot of **bleep**." She spoke, voice raspy, while cupping her breasts from beneath.

"**bleep**. I needed that." William chuckled, leaning back and bracing himself with his large arms, adding, "Thank you both." Again, to him, it seemed as if this scenario was the most normal thing in the world, like it should have been expected.

Samantha turned away from him, slowly striding up the stairs and onto the deck, "I need to clean up." She offered, dazed, her senses still not fully returned. I watched in a stupor as she escaped into the house, water falling from her half naked body.

I slowly stood, wanting to follow, wanting to speak with her. I realized that my **bleep** was still rock solid, my own soaked boxers jutting outwards in less than impressive fashion. It was such a confusing moment in time.

William was matter of fact upon noticing, "First time letting her do something like that?" He asked.

I nodded, "Absolutely." It was bizarre how something could seem like both the strangest and most normal thing in the world, all at once.

He was strangely kind, though his undercurrent of authority was not lost either, "Don't beat yourself up about it John. It's common."
"You've done this sort of thing before?" I managed.

He nodded, casually.

I was unsure of how to respond. I took another step out of the tub and onto our deck. I finally managed, "I should go see how she's doing. This is new to us."

"Understandable. I'm sure she's fine." William replied, shuffling his large frame into the hot tub. He looked up at me, adding, with absurd ease, "I'd like to take her to bed John. I think I could show her a great time, and her eyes are telling me that she wants it, bad." He sort of nodded towards his **bleep**, making it clear as to what it was exactly that my wife wanted.

There it was, the nuclear bomb detonated at my feet. Despite that, I felt somehow comfortable with his impossible remark, as if I sensed it was coming. Against all our years together, and my deep love for her, I knew that deep down, I wanted it to happen. I heard my own voice, somehow, "I think she'd like that, William."

He nodded again, and gave another quick glance at my crotch, once again seeing all the evidence he needed to know that I was clearly not in opposition. William spoke, his words soaked in an undeniable sense of fate, "Send her to my room, when you're ready. I'll leave the door open if you want to watch."

It was an impossible comment, no way had he said it. In a fog of confused eroticism, I found myself nodding. His words echoed in my mind as I walked down the hallway and into our bedroom. My recurring dream seemed as if it had forced it's way into reality, my wife's faceless lover was William, and I knew at my very core the two of them would find themselves locked in the throes of passion on this evening.







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