My Life as a Maid
My Life as a Maid by Jen My Master had come home the night before, on the red-eye flight from one of his business trips. I, of course, had waited up in anticipation of his arrival, even though he did not come in until after 2:00 AM. I had chosen my formal Maid's outfit so I'd look perfect for the occassion, the tight Pink satin number with the matching hairpiece, but he never notices anyway. I had on my best stockings and His favorite pumps as well, the Patent ...