I looked up once and only briefly but long enough to see the beaming smile on Lynn's face."You do love being a sexy maid don't you Angela?"I mumbled u...der my breath that I didn't but not loud enough for her to hear."Speak up girl, I asked you a question."Yes Madam, I do like being a sexy maid." I knew you did, shall I let you stay dressed until you're due to go back to work?"She was asking me to ask her?"Well?" Erm, I don't know Madam." You don't know whether I should let you or not?" That's. She wore a pantiliner on Cathy'sadvice 'just in case' but the flow had basically stoppedyesterday. Lord how mundane that all seemed now. Her mainconcern had become boredom.It was cold outside but she couldn't stand another day coopedup in her apartment all alone. She'd tried playing videogames and surfing the net but that didn't hold as muchattraction for her as formerly. Sitting for hours trying tokill animated bad guys was just... pointless. Boring. TheInternet wasn't much better. She could. I love my dad and mom, but they believe in some weird, beautiful, happy, and fair world, full of hard-working, smiling-to-each-other-heartily good people. For me, that idea sailed away some time ago; awful people are just everywhere, even in my own family. But, I never disagree with my parents on that matter; I let them think I don't know any other worlds. Dirk’s mom is my mom’s sister; they were both—and still are—gorgeous women. I owe my looks to the same genes. Aunt Carla married Uncle Lou,. " Well I could." Quit being a baby" she said. She made several quick, stokes thencrossed to the dresser. She retuned with an eye shadow kit.I blocked my face with my arm when she came at me with the brush."Enough dude,"She pushed my arm out of the way. "If I don't add shadow, the mascarawon't look right."I felt the brush sweep across my lids. "There, all done. Check it out."I walked to the mirror where the girl with honey blonde hair looked outat me through dark lush lashes above large blue.