The meal was mostly precooked dishes, the laundry was sitting untouched in the dryer -- hidden for now. Even the last of the dusting was finished with...a quick swish or two of a feather duster.I had to admit it, I just wasn't into playing the wife this evening. I hoped hubby wouldn't notice, but I knew that was silly -- he noticed everything. Even when I'd met that strange man, my husband knew something was different about me. That I was quieter. Distracted. "A nap, honey. That's all I needed. ?Please, Sir, anything. Dock my pay. Punish me any other way you like, Sir.?He shrugged. Docking pay was frowned on. Basically all Minions earned the same weekly wage, 100 Units, regardless of age, experience, talent or job. It kept things simple and prevented wage inflation or poaching staff.?No.?He knew she was actually one of the better workers. But the bitches all got lazy after many years in the job. You had to make an example of one to encourage the others. As Chairman Mao had said of the. Fred recognized me from the last time I was here. "I hear you really put one over on Jabba the Hut!" he said with a grin. He was referring to Calvert."Yep, shore did" I replied as I shook his hand. "And just wait until I finish today. I'm taking these two on their last trip up the tower. I've hired them both and today is their last day. Or should I say last couple hours. We're here just to clean out their stuff. Wonder if Rex and Jabba will miss them?" I said with a grin. Fred just laughed and. I let them believe that my new job allows me such a big expense account and this quells their reservations in accepting these gifts. I take them for a night on the town in their Versace gowns and I know that I can shortly make my move.I have spent the whole day looking at footage of the two girls getting ready to sleep and I’ve caught their discussions on the dreams they’ve had. Luckily for me they haven’t realised that the erotic dreams they’ve had was because of my ministrations. Donna.