I set up my digital camera on a tripod, put it on ten second delay, and took a picture of myself. I had a black Lone Ranger style mask that I used at ... Halloween party a couple of years ago and put it on, hopefully to avoid recognition if by chance one of the respondents knew me. I took a couple of pictures with me wearing a navy blue t-shirt and jeans. I tried a pose with my hands on my hips and then with my hands in my pockets, but went with the first option when I saw the results.I sent a. She didn’t miss a beat, still kissing me. Her lips were so smooth. She bit my bottom lips and I gasped. She smiled as I flinched back. I grabbed her by the arms and we shuffled to the bed. She fell and I landed on top of her. My hair tickling her. My hands searching her body. I unzipped the side of her dress and pulled it off. Her legs opened to wrap around me. She pulled me close to her lips again and kissed me hard. I could hear her moan as we touched each other. Feeling our skin on each. I passed a full length mirror in the hallway on route and momentarilycaught sight of myself. With no time to stop, the image of a maid goingabout her duties was hammered home into my mind - that was me!Somehow with careful steps, I reached the landing without a drop split.This simple task now made all the more difficult by my choice of dress.As lovely as my dress was to wear, there was no doubt that a purposemade domestic maids uniform would have allowed me more freedom ofmovement!Indeed, when. She just laughed. I was being shot down again I realized, and headed out into the sun. I would stroll along the sidewalks on my way back. Maybe I'd find a brothel or something. "Before you go." She called after me. I waited at the door, thinking she had a change of heart. She continued talking, unmindful of my disappointment. "I feel I should at least tell you about the box, despite the way you came onto me." I was about to object but she cut me off, continuing. "I get hit on a lot by men, but.