Bettina and I looked at each other. “You talked to us on the phone? Last night?” I asked.“Well, to Mom, really, but it was on speakerphone and I...think you were listening. She said we have a new maid.”“A new maid?” asked Bettina.“Yeah. You didn’t say much about her except she was Margerite’s daughter and to expect her to act oddly, that she’d been abused or something. Carmen, you said her name was.”“Did I sound different than usual?” asked Bettina.“No, not at all,” said Stephanie. “Was I really. And at the moment, she had her own situations to manage.“Samantha, my dear childe, come sit.” She gestured to one of the chairs near her desk. There was no glass table in this office room. Instead, there were several large, cushioned chairs, black leather.With trembling hands, Samantha sat down, and slid in closer to Antoinette’s desk. She had a wooden box in her hand, a foot wide and a few inches thick, with a split down the center. A jewelry box?“Something ... happened, at the house.” The. I looked over to see Miguel’s reaction at the sight of my gorgeous wife standing there with her large breasts displayed for all to see. His approval was evident by the smile that appeared on his face. “She is lovely” he said without any hesitation, “you must be very proud to have her as your woman”.I just nodded my agreement as I watched the two pretty young Mexican girls begin to take all of Carmen’s measurements for their baseline records.They measured her rib cage just under her breasts and. ‘That’s quite a show, don’t you have a head aboard?’ She was laughing. I finally got it shut off and moved back into the companionway so that I was only exposed from the waist up. ‘Sorry, I didn’t think anybody was up and about.’ ‘It’s too hot to sleep. Want some company?’ ‘Sure, come on out, I’ll be dressed by the time you get here.’ ‘Don’t go out of your way for me, maybe I’ll join you,’ she said with a chuckle. Her words and the erotic vision they brought to my mind caused my erection, which.