Still, it was a dirty, go- nowhere kind of job. At 22, working as a maid wasn’t my big thrill in life. I sometimes had to do emergency calls ...12; people would have a party in their room and make a mess that needed to be cleaned up, or someone would need extra towels – literally, all kinds of problems arose. I got a really dumb emergency call one night. Room 471 needed towels. Ha, I thought, I bet they did. I grabbed the fresh linen cart and began wheeling it toward the elevator,. So she was friendly, but never inappropriate, deferring to him as expected from a messenger working for a lord, trying to maintain a veneer of professionalism even as she watched him almost as avidly as he watched her. And she resolved, over and over, every time that hope crept up on her, that she was fine with things like this, that she had important things to do, and no time for handsome archers, no matter how attractive.She was therefore entirely shocked the day that she saddled her horse,. He made up his mind that he wouldn’t wear shorts under his jeans next week and maybe he wouldn’t be so uncomfortable. The memory of her nipples poking against her shirt was foremost on his mind as he came.He hadn’t considered what she might wear next Thursday. He hoped for basically the same outfit. He was almost busted when he let her in the following week. One look at her perky nipples so prominently displayed made him instantly hard. With no undies on, he hoped she didn’t notice as he put. I was pissed at him when he first told me then, after I thought about it, I was okay with it." She paused, then continued, "I didn't want you or Emily to think I'm some big slut." Liz, like I told Clyde, it's none of our business. What you guys do is your business." Thanks for saying that. Clyde also told me that he suggested that Emily might enjoy doing what I've been doing for the last month." Yeah, he did suggest that. I told him that there wasn't much of a chance that she would." That's why.