After that she started to act strangely," babbled Lindsay."Go on," nodded the Housekeeper."She got angry, I don't know why. The maid in the inflatable...had been serving her. Suddenly Mistress Five didn't like it. She wouldn't let the maid breathe," Lindsay paused, nervously biting her lip. "I thought she would suffocate her. I pushed her off. She knocked me to the ground and I didn't get up."The Housekeeper nodded silently."Then I think she injected the maid in the inflatable with the same drug.. Did they have total control over me or not? I wondered.I went into sleep mode while I charged. The memory of the party went from my active conscious to the back burner. It was like ram in the desk top computer. There was only so much open and in use. Some things went into long term storage after a while. The human brain also worked the same, it seemed to me.I was instantly back in full action mode at 5AM. I didn't bother pretending since I was in my Go To Work mode. I stripped naked, then. It would only take a moment and she was alone in the restroom. She would hear anyone opening the outer door in plenty of time to cover up. The flushing noise from the stall against the far wall startled her. When the short brunette girl came out, Ashley was frozen into place. Her panties were around her knees and she had her skirt pulled high to expose her private parts and the egg partially reinserted.When the young woman chuckled, Ashley blushed a dark red and scrambled to push the sex toy. As long as the baby was quiet, she didn’t pay attention to me. I knew from experience that it would take her at least 30 minutes to clean the bathroom, the better part of an hour for the kitchen.One of mom’s regulars was Aunt Kate. She was not my aunt, but liked me to address her that way. Kate was a relatively young widow. Her taste in clothes was rather conservative. She liked long negligees and slips and tap dance style panties. (Conservative lingerie then is now quite exotic and.