All in all, it had been an exhausting day, and when Liz got to thehospital that evening, we had plenty to talk about. I mentioned that myhands looked...freakishly little now, we got to laugh about that. We spenta couple hours talking, and I confessed to her about what had happenedduring surgery. She was kind of hurt that I'd kept it secret, but wasunderstanding, for the most part. Liz was a typical redhead, and had ashort temper whenever things didn't go her way.I desperately wanted to kiss. A short,pretty brunette, she was dressed in a white blouse, black leatherpants, and a black leather jacket, looking hotter than usual. Glancingnervously out at the street, he curtseyed reflexively and said "Pleasecome in, Ms. Anderson," in a feminine tone."Thank you, Cecilia." She looked him up and down and said with a smile,"I always thought you'd make a lovely maid."Blushing, he answered hoarsely, "Thank you, Ms. Anderson." Closing thefront door with a nervous glance outside, he said, "May I. Hi, Paul, thanks a ton. I tried changing the bulbs out, but it still wont work. I checked out the fixture, then checked the circuit breaker box. I determined that the aged fixture needed replacing. Just pick out whatever you want. I trust your style judgment. Just not brass, okay? Sure thing. Ill be back in a half-hour. It took me about two hours to get a new fixture and put it in. But it worked, and Tara didnt hate the look of it. She thanked me profusely and offered to pay me. Just for the. He then had to roll me onto my back and he was looking rather shy when he had to take off my nightie and he saw my breasts right in from of his eyes. He handed me the washcloth and asked me to wash that part of myself, which I did. Then he had to wash my feet and also my groin area. That was going to be a lot harder for him. I told him not to be embarrassed as it was only for that day. He rinsed out the washer and wiped it over my feet, tying to put off the moment when he had to wipe my private.