I looked down at Debby’s profile again and put down my cup. I pivoted and was pressed against her warm rump.“Jimmy! What are you doing?”I began ...o tug at the hem of her dress. “I think you know what I’m doing.”“The boys will be back soon. Now stop it,” she was squirming against the counter, trying to pull the skirt down, as I was trying to pull it up. After more protests, she pushed me back and whirled to face me. “Now behave! The boys could walk in any minute now!”I simply smiled and pushed. I THINK IT WOULD BE BEST IF YOU DRESSED THE PART AS WELL and this wouldbe in keeping with the girly orderI WASN'T SURE WHAT SHE MEANT SO IASKED FOR CLARIFICATION SHE SAID BE OUR MAID OR EVEN FRENCH MAID THISWOULD INVOLVE IN ADDITION TO YOUR REGULAR CHORES KEEPING THE ROOMs CLEANof all 50 girlsALL WHILE WEARING A MAIDS UNIFORM WITH BRA PANTIES ANDSTOCKINGS even HIGH HEELS WE'LL TAKE YOU TO NEW HEIGHTS IN FINDING YOURFEMININE SIDE WE HAVE JUST THE GIRLS HERE TO HELP YOU I TOLD HER IDIDN'T HAVE. There was no large life insurance policy on me, there were clearly designated heirs, and taxes were paid." "But you gave me your estate?" protested Janet. "Did you really think that this was my entire estate?" laughed Erica, "no, Erica Riken was just one identity of mine. And Alana isn't my real name, either. Fact is, you'll never know just who I really am. That's why I kept such a low profile, even if I was rich. And you should too." "What are you doing now?" asked Janet. Erica. She wipedher eyes clear of any suds and opened them. "Wash me now Alex." Shewhispered. She stepped out of the water flow again, we left it running,the steam was filling the room, warming it before being sucked out theceiling fan. I picked up a bottle of lotion for washing and squeezed somein my hands, I start to wash her shoulders, she stepped back. "no, kneelbefore me please."I dropped to my knees, I was soaked, water was dripping off my dress, Istarted with her legs, the lotion worked into a.