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Chapter 5 - More Meetings
Candice continued helping out with the housework, as she and her staff
settled into a routine. While Mrs. Belfridge remained uncomfortable with her
Mistress working as a maid, she accepted the fact that there was nothing she
could do about it. Besides, she had to admit to herself that Miss Parker,
while a bit clumsy, was a very thorough and energetic worker. With a little
more experience and polish, Mrs. Belfridge thought, Miss Parker might even
be good enough to be hired on as a full-time maid, were she not the estate's
owner.
After several days, Mr. Adams called to schedule an appointment for signing
the contracts and meeting his associate from the employment agency. Mrs.
Leung also had forwarded copies of her investment advisory client agreement
and disclosure brochure for Candice to read prior to signing. Even without
thinking about the actual securities in which her estate would invest, the
disclosure documents alone made her head spin. As a computer programmer,
Candice had written code in several different programming languages, but
none of them were as difficult to grasp as the language used in a prospectus
for a real estate investment trust.
Fortunately, Mrs. Leung was sympathetic, and she advised Candice to keep
things simple until she understood more about securities and other financial
instruments. However, with a multi-billion dollar estate in the balance,
Candice would need to quickly educate herself, and Mrs. Leung was all too
eager to help in any way she could. That included meeting with her new
client at Mr. Adams' office, which was something she never did for mere
millionaires.
At Mr. Adams' office, Candice officially secured the services of both Mr.
Adams' and Mrs. Leung's firms. After signing everything, Candice and Mrs.
Leung scheduled their next appointment. While Candice insisted that their
next meeting be at Mrs. Leung's office (out of curiosity, to see where she
worked), Mrs. Leung let Candice know that she'd be glad to meet with her
anytime at her mansion, as she had done for Mr. Simmons. After shaking
hands, Mrs. Leung departed, and Candice sat back down at the conference
table across from Mr. Adams, just as he started to rise.
"Jenny, please send in Mr. Fernandez."
"Yes, Mr. Adams," replied the intercom, as Mr. Adams was walking toward the
doorway.
"Hank, come on in."
"Bill, good to see ya." The two gentlemen shook hands and Mr. Adams closed
the door behind them.
"Miss Parker, please meet Henry Fernandez. Hank, this Candice Parker, who
now owns the former Simmons estate." Candice rose, and the usual business
pleasantries were exchanged before everyone sat down.
"As a matter of full disclosure, Miss Parker, Mr. Fernandez and I have known
each other on a professional basis for quite some time, and we sometimes
refer clients to each other. That being said, I wouldn't have recommended
his agency if I didn't consider it the best solution for your situation."
"Understood," smiled Candice.
"Mr. Adams tells me you're interested in hiring an estate manager."
"Yes, I suppose I am. I'm afraid I've been using the phrase 'please forgive
my ignorance' quite a bit lately, but I didn't realize that such a job
existed until I discovered that I needed one. Would you please educate me a
bit with regard to exactly what an estate manager does?"
As with most successful professionals, Hank Fernandez delighted in
discussing his business. "Of course, Miss Parker. An estate manager can
serve multiple functions, especially for an estate the size of yours.
Generally, the position does anything that you might not have the time or
inclination to do yourself. Your estate manager could act as the face of
your estate in all dealings with independent contractors, vendors, and
members of your household staff. The position could oversee deliveries,
utilities, and general maintenance of the property. Depending on how much
authority you want the position to have, that person also could manage the
property's budget, ensure that routine bills get paid, or act as a liaison
between your estate and other organizations. In fact, you could set things
up so that you deal only with your estate manager, and your estate manger
deals with everyone else."
"That sounds great! It's exactly the position I need for my estate."
"Among other things, my company finds suitable candidates for those types of
positions. Our clients include corporations as well as large private
estates, who count on our expertise in finding candidates who are
knowledgeable, experienced, and reliable enough to be trusted with such
important responsibilities."
"Would this person live in the mansion, like the other staff?"
"Typically yes, for an estate like yours. But that's completely up to you.
You tell us exactly which parameters and duties the position will involve,
and we'll find qualified applicants for you to interview. You may conduct
the interviews at your office or at ours, whichever you prefer."
"Wonderful!" Candice completely failed to disguise her relief, but all
parties involved already knew that she was a novice, so she had no cover to
blow.
"Mr. Adams already has given me your preliminary list of duties and
responsibilities, but we certainly can amend that, now that you know more
about our services."
For the next hour, Candice, Mr. Adams, and Mr. Fernandez customized the
duties for the position of "General Estate Manager of the Parker Estate,"
and Mr. Adams later would draft a preliminary employment contract for
Candice to review and approve. Both gentlemen offered several useful
suggestions that never would've occurred to their client. Eventually, the
position was finalized, and the opening would be posted through the
employment service. Candice would be conducting the interviews by herself,
at her mansion. This made her nervous, but she knew that the interviews had
to be one-on-one. She had to feel comfortable with whomever she hired, and
that was the only way to be sure.
Chapter 6 - Enter the Dragon
As professional as the staff members were, they couldn't help but try to
sneak peeks at the applicants as Mr. Wilson escorted them to Candice's
office over the next three weeks. After leaving each applicant with Candice,
he would meet the others in the staff kitchen, and give them a quick thumb
up, thumb down, or a so-so gesture, indicating his impression as to whether
the applicant stood a chance of being hired.
For Candice's part, she was exhausted. Not only was she stressed out from
attempting to fake self-confidence in front of stranger after stranger, but
constantly having to play the role of "Mistress of the Parker Estate" for
days on end severely curtailed her maid time. She hadn't realized it until
she was forced to spend time away from her maid duties, but cleaning her own
mansion provided her with a Zen-like calmness and peace of mind that she
hadn't felt since her early childhood, before coming out to her family as
being transsexual. She even apologized to Mrs. Belfridge for not being
available, who simply reminded Candice that it was only a temporary measure
anyway. Candice didn't like hearing that at all; but she realized that she
had, in fact, told her staff that very thing. She would have to deal with
that later, though.
While most of the candidates had impressive resumes, none of them had the
type of personality that struck Candice as being right for the job... until
Thursday morning of the third week. Mr. Wilson knocked on Candice's office
door.
"Come in, please."
"Miss Parker, Ms. Veronica Rockwell is here." Candice nodded her head, and
Mr. Wilson directed the next applicant into the room. After closing the
door, he calmly strolled toward the staff kitchen.
"Ah, Ms. Rockwell, please have a seat."
"Thank you, Miss Parker."
Veronica Rockwell was an imposing figure of a woman. Without wearing high
heels, she was well over six feet [183cm] tall, and she still wore four inch
[10cm] heels, at least. Her shoulders and hips were very broad, her stomach
flat, and her waist thin. Her bust was perfectly proportional to her height
and build. Her face was feminine without being delicate, much like the
paintings and statues depicting the Greek goddess Athena, Candice thought.
There was nothing girlish about Ms. Rockwell. Her clothing, makeup,
hairstyle, speech pattern, and mannerisms were those of a grown woman... a
very serious grown woman.
Candice was stunned by Ms. Rockwell's appearance, which matched her
impressive resume, and Candice struggled to remain articulate throughout the
interview. Ms. Rockwell's attitude was not unfriendly, but she displayed
more formality than any of the other candidates. There was a distinct
precision in every word she chose and the manner in which she spoke. Not
once did she use her hands when speaking, and her facial expression never
changed. She reminded Candice of the Vulcans in the original Star Trek
television series.
Ms. Rockwell sensed that Candice was nervous, but it wasn't the first time
that she had intimidated an interviewer. She knew herself well, and she
always played to her strengths. She got paid to be intimidating. Candice
finally reached the limits of her composure and broke character, standing up
and walking over to the window behind her, staring out at nothing in
particular.
"Look, Ms. Rockwell... you can tell I'm out of my depth, here. Also, it's
obvious to both of us that I find you somewhat intimidating." Candice turned
to face the applicant. "But that's exactly what I need in an estate manager.
I need someone who's the exact opposite of me, someone who doesn't flinch at
confrontation or crack under pressure. So far, you're the only candidate
who's made me feel like I'm the one being interviewed. Plus, no one else's
resume compares to yours. Assuming that you're still interested in working
for me, I'm offering you the job."
Veronica Rockwell sat still and expressionless. "That's a refreshing
revelation. I'm fully aware that I can seem intimidating to some, but few
admit it. I'll accept your offer on two conditions."
"Yes?"
"First, the posted salary is below my minimum requirements. Would you be
willing to increase it by thirty percent?"
"Well, I'll answer that after I hear your second condition."
"I'll require your word that there will be no back seat driving or
micromanaging on your part. If you hire me for this position, then I expect
to be allowed to do my job. If, at any time, you're dissatisfied with my
performance, then, as my employer, I expect you to tell me so, or to dismiss
me, if we're that far apart. However, if you fancy us as being co-managers,
then I'm not interested."
"Done! You have my word! But... there's one little thing you need to know."
Ms. Rockwell raised her eyebrows.
"This might seem odd to you, but because we're so short-staffed right now,
I've been helping out with the housekeeping duties."
"Indeed?"
"So, until we... I mean you... fill all of the vacancies, don't be surprised
if you see me working around the house with the maids."
Ms. Rockwell finally smiled. "Miss Parker, I realize that we've only just
met, but somehow, I don't find that bit of news surprising in the least."
"Great! How soon can you start?"
"Will Monday morning be soon enough?"
"Really?! That's perfect!"
Ms. Rockwell stood and held out her hand, and Candice quickly reciprocated.
"Then I'll see you Monday, Miss Parker. Although, given that I'll be
starting much sooner than anticipated, it might take me several days to
completely move in."
"That's not a problem. I'll... I mean, 'the estate' will pay for any
relocating expenses. Just let me or Mr. Wilson know if there's anything you
need."
Again, Candice felt a rush of relief. Finally, the interview process was
over, and she could go back to being a maid. This woman seemed like the
perfect person to run her estate... someone who could be the adult in the
room, all of the time. Candice asked Mr. Wilson to call everyone to the
staff kitchen, which had become the de facto conference room, ever since she
started helping with the housekeeping duties.
After hearing the announcement that Ms. Rockwell had accepted the position,
the staff seemed pleased, but Mrs. Belfridge asked about the vacant
positions. Candice didn't have an answer, but she had to say something.
"I'm not sure exactly when Ms. Rockwell will start interviewing, but I
intend to leave that to her. She might want to get settled in and observe us
for a while before hiring anyone else. I've given her a list of who we have
and how many positions I want to fill, at least for now."
The staff seemed to accept that answer, but Candice couldn't resist teasing
Mrs. Belfridge.
"And Mrs. Belfridge, based on my impression of Ms. Rockwell, I don't think
you'll have to worry about her becoming the fifth maid."
"I think I can safely confirm that," added Mr. Wilson.
The cook and the two junior maids laughed, but Mrs. Belfridge just sighed.
"Not that you haven't been doing a good job, Miss, but I'll be glad when
things get back to normal."
Candice knew that Mrs. Belfridge meant well, but that was twice that she had
reminded Candice that her days as a maid were numbered, unless Candice broke
her promise. Then again, perhaps Mrs. Belfridge had a valid point. Maybe it
was time for Candice to grow up and start behaving like the Mistress of the
estate. "Fuck that!" Candice mumbled, in response to her own thoughts.
"Since I've moved in, the only times I've been truly happy were when I when
I was wearing a maid's uniform." She had to think of a way to keep it going,
without getting in the way of Mrs. Belfridge or Ms. Rockwell, both of whom
she respected and needed. Candice had her work cut out for her.
Chapter 7 - The Grand Tour
Candice assigned the mansion's largest office to Ms. Rockwell, considering
that she would be doing far more of that type of work than Candice ever
planned to do. Besides, it would be the most impressive office for
conducting business with vendors and interviewing applicants for vacant
positions. It was the same office in which her own interview had been
conducted, and it was conveniently located downstairs, not far from the
mansion's main entrance. Candice also assigned Ms. Rockwell a luxurious
bedroom with it's own full bathroom, as far away from high traffic areas as
possible. The property contained a rather large, climate-controlled storage
building, so that Ms. Rockwell could store any furniture or other large
belongings that her bedroom wouldn't accommodate. For as long as she worked
at the Parker Estate, this would be her home.
Only minutes after Ms. Rockwell had arrived, the Mistress of the Parker
Estate insisted on giving the new General Estate Manager of the Parker
Estate ("G.E.M." or "Gem," as Candice referred to the position) a tour of
the entire property. As they toured, Candice discussed all of the duties
that Ms. Rockwell would assume, even though she already had been given a
detailed job outline, both electronically and in a fancy leather-bound
notebook prepared by Mr. Fernandez' firm. Rather than consider the
redundancy a waste of her time, Ms. Rockwell embraced the tour as an
opportunity to study her new employer's personality. Candice was so relieved
and excited to finally have someone to do all of the dirty work (at least
from Candice's perspective), that she felt much more comfortable in Ms.
Rockwell's presence than she had during the interview.
Candice explained that all staff members, including the G.E.M., were paid by
Parker Holdings, Incorporated (formerly, Simmons Holdings, Incorporated),
the privately held corporation that technically owned the estate, and of
which Candice was the sole owner. The G.E.M. also held the titles of
Secretary and Treasurer of P.H.I., while Candice held the title of
President. P.H.I. used the mansion as its headquarters, and as the Secretary
and Treasurer, Ms. Rockwell was responsible for all corporate filings and
reporting requirements with state and local governments, as well as acting
as the liaison with Ms. Leung's accounting firm for P.H.I.'s federal tax
filings, which were kept separate from Candice's personal taxes and
accounts.
The more Candice talked, the more Ms. Rockwell realized just how ill-suited
her employer was for running such an estate. Having a micromanaging boss
wasn't something she'd ever have to worry about here. She'd have carte
blanche to run things her way, and this job had long-term potential,
especially considering the youth of her employer. Veronica Rockwell was
getting older, and while she had enjoyed being a fixer in her previous
positions, her early impression of the Parker Estate was that of place she
could get used to, and possibly remain until she retired... but that still
was a decade or two away.
The two ladies returned to the mansion, and Candice continued playing tour
guide for the interior of the main house. One by one, Candice introduced the
staff as they were encountered throughout the house while conducting their
normal duties. A full staff meeting, for the purpose of formally introducing
the new G.E.M., had been scheduled to immediately follow lunch, but Candice
liked the idea of making individual introductions before the official
meeting. The two arrived back at Ms. Rockwell's office, completing the tour,
full-circle.
"Well, that's the estate. Any questions?"
"No, Miss Parker, I believe you've done an excellent job of covering
everything that I'll need to know on day one." Ms. Rockwell was a
fashionable woman who enjoyed wearing executive power suits with knee-length
skirts and designer high heels. However, she hadn't counted on touring the
entire estate in one morning, and she felt relieved to finally sit in her
new chair for the first time. "This is a rather exquisite chair, Miss
Parker. Actually, the decor of this entire office is exactly my style. You
have my gratitude."
"You're very welcome, but I'm afraid that I can't take credit for any of the
furnishings here or in any other room. Everything belonged to the previous
owner, Mr. Simmons. Frankly, it's likely that this office represents the
accumulation of three generations of good taste. Every time I walk into a
room of this mansion, I notice some new detail that I'd missed before. It's
been quite an education in decor for me."
"And I have no doubt that you've learned even more by cleaning such a large
mansion yourself."
"Amen!" Candice couldn't tell whether Ms. Rockwell was being sincere or
taking a shot at her, but the Mistress gave her Gem the benefit of the
doubt.
"I have to ask you, Miss Parker... do you intend to continue helping the
maids until I start filling the vacant positions? It's just that I need to
know where you stand before I address the staff this afternoon."
"Yes, I won't let those three women deal with things alone, and I'm
fortunate that they stayed after Mr. Simmons died. Besides, if I don't show
that I care about the condition of my own estate, who else will care?"
"Fair enough, and a noble attitude, truth be told," replied Ms. Rockwell.
"Of course, it's your estate... but I'm sure that you're aware that having
the 'Mistress of the Parker Estate' (as you were referred to in the listing
for my position) mopping floors and washing the staff's laundry creates a
bit of awkwardness, if I may be so bold?"
"Ms. Rockwell, you and Mrs. Belfridge are going to get along just fine,"
laughed Candice. "I never knew that helping out with common household chores
would send such ripples through the class structure."
"Miss Parker, in a mansion like this, there's no such thing as a common
household chore. It's all very serious business, and those maids are
experienced professionals. The domestic staff of any estate with such a
great reputation take great pride in what they do. This is more than a mere
house; it's a monument and a testament to those who designed and built it,
and to everyone who's worked hard to maintain it over the decades."
Candice was in awe. "I definitely hired the right Gem," she thought.
"It's not my place to say that you're doing anything wrong by helping out.
Your heart seems to be in the right place, and I'm sure that those women
appreciate the help, as odd as it appears. For now, under the current
circumstances, it might be harmless. But please don't let it drag out for
too long. I intend to fill the vacancies as soon as possible, and it would
be better, for all concerned, if the new hires never see you doing
housework."
"Point taken, Ms. Rockwell." Candice was deflated, but she tried not to let
it show, for fear of outing herself as a kinkster. "I've been told the same
thing by Mrs. Belfridge, and I understand your concern."
"Thank you for not taking my comments in a negative way. You and I both want
what's best for this estate, after all. And while I'll always be respectful,
I consider it part of my job to tell you what you need to know, not simply
what you prefer to hear."
"Agreed. And that's one of the reasons I hired you."
Feeling pleased about having had a meaningful exchange with her boss on her
first day, Ms. Rockwell began arranging her desk, when she noticed a file
folder with her name on it. "Oh, what's this?"
Candice walked across the office and placed her hand on the doorknob.
"That's another reason I hired you. Those are all of the other applicants
who didn't get the job. I'd appreciate it if you'd call them and let them
know that the position has been filled. I just can't bring myself to do it."
Ms. Rockwell raised her eyebrows. Candice opened the door and gave her a
sheepish grin. Ms. Rockwell grinned back.
"Yes, Miss Parker. I think I can handle that."
Candice slithered out and quietly closed the door, leaving her Gem to clean
up the mess. Ms. Rockwell shook her head, and she couldn't stop grinning.
"Touch?, Miss Parker," she whispered.
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