"Whoa girl!" Jenny whispered to Janet " Is he ever a doll!" No shit!" added Denise, " If you don't want him, let me know!" Come on, guys, knock it off..." Janet said. Sometimes her friends could be really childish."Hi" the good looking guy smiled down at Janet."Hi." Janet smiled back."My names Carl, and I was wondering if, um, you might like to dance?" Why not?" Janet replied as she stood up. "I'm Janet" she said as she lift her hand to him.Normally, Janet would only dance a few times with guys. Spreading then the full Seventy-eight cards face down in a majestic fan across the surface before her. Before, without pause a single card was drawn from the apex and deftly turned over."The present." She stated flatly. Regarding then upon the up turned surface, the well used placard baring image of an ancient fortification. Its battlements in the act of crumbling. Thrown into cataclysmic disarray by a descending bolt of lightning."The tower" She mused cryptically. "A house divided."Reaching. Two of themblack. Two white women. And our Mistress, and Master.About a dozen witnessing this. “There’s the door.” said Master. “Your choice.”I looked at Brandi. She licked her lips nervously, andlocked eyes with me. She was scared, nervous…excited.Me too. She gave a little almost imperceptible nod. “Strip.” said Master. Again our eyes locked. Brandy’s eyes averted, staredat the floor. She had a. No rest, I am human and I get tired." I can sense she had alot of ranting to do as I do understand and sympathize with her. Most families are pretty demanding of these women and have no sympathy for state of exhuastion as most of these maids walk up from 6 or 7am to clean the cars and get the k**s ready for the school and make breakfast, working non-stop till late night at 10 or 11pm to make dinner for the family. After she continued to rant about some members of my family, I came up behind her.