Pleasuring The Maid

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feet had this irritable tinkling accompanied by a slight burning sensation. Every

working on its own. Yes my body needed rest, but my mind kep

before going to bed. I'd also tried listening to music, hoping that my brain system would sl

ainless, the bedrooms were well dusted and left smelling like detergent and cleaning chemicals, the toilets and bathrooms were well scrubbed and left spotless.

damn log, but no I had to keep on tossing and turning on my queen sized bed.

her annoying school stuff. That didn't mean that I didn't yearn to attend college, actua

f every Saturday at the Romans'. The death of my mother

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eir mansion. I did general cleaning on Saturdays, but during the week I'd still g

ard, Mr. Romans had approached me after my mums’ funeral. He ha

for a house help and that I would be of great help to them. I didn't even think twice, I accepted the d

n about my existence. I couldn't afford to pay rent for the two bedroom house that we used to li

mber that her only sisters' child was orphaned and all alone. Except for the pictures she sent daily showing off her perfect body

handsome men that were already in college, Ray was the

re mean, rude and arrogant. They always teased me, tau

y very best to avoid them but somehow someway, we usually ended up bumping into each

nger brother. He would always make the insults less hurting. In fact many a

er the continents. That though didn't stop them from sp

tell them if their sons ever made me uncomfortable. Of course I w

e utensils back at their place, they h

ash B

are just a useless good for n

thoroughly?' Bryson asked, moving

not trusting my vo

word maid was dragged, sp

es

strode towards the refrigerator, an evil smirk

nets. I watched as he poured some oil in the mango juice. I didn't know what he was up to until he po

mine, the evil s

turned and left, his brother following him

from speaking. I didn't want to cause more problems. My mum had

and name calling that I would get used

nything, I worked for everything I owned. So whe

act of him pouring the mixtu

of Flas

n in a wealthy family. I wished that my mum had left insurance fo

e forced to housekeep. Meaning I wouldn'

e to no scholarships around and my house keepin

f the life their parents had given them, in need of the love they shared as a famil

that my mum was already dead wherever he was? Did he even know that I was all

two, because my mum never talked about She wouldn't even let me ask her questions a

llege. I didn't care how long that would be. One day I would stand up to Bry and Ray, one day my lif

er, it was my day off.

al with those heartless bro