I've made my decision. If you're going to be my maid you'lllive like any other maid. Of course if you change you mind you're freeto leave at any tim...." I don't want to leave you Donna. I love you. I just want it to be likeit was back in the apartment is all." Back there we were sort of like equal partners sharing the expenses.Buy going forward it's not a partnership. I am your employer and you aremy maid. Of course we can still have sex from time to time, but on a dayto day basis I am in. Perhaps its a butch thing, perhaps its a need to be in control. Whatever it is, the petite woman in my lap was changing my views. She darted back and forth from one breast to the over. She would plunge her face between them, then slide her head down so she could lick under them and even kiss the top of my tummy. Then she was pushing my breasts together so she could go back and forth from one dark chocolate nipple to the other. She licked, she kissed, I even felt her teeth scraping my nubbins.I. Harry ordered a lager for Annette and a pint of bitter for himself. They went and found a table in a secluded corner. Their hands found each other.Harry took a pull at his beer. Then, looking very serious and slightly anxious, said," Tig, my darling, will you marry me?"Annette was so surprised that she almost spilt her lager but managed to put it down on the table."Yes, Harry. Of course I will."His face lit up. He leant forward and very gently kissed her. "Thank you, darling. You've made me. .I'm just bringing my undies, a toothbrush, and some shoes...Lori told me I can wear whatever of hers I may need for the time I'm there." I told her I was relieved, and promised to have the house looking good for her arrival. "I hear you have a 1958 Corvette," she said, "I think they're so damn sharp - exept so hard to get in and out of." I told her i never have any throuble with that, and she chucked, saying, "Sure...but just try it when you're wearing a short skirt!!!" I assured her that was.