I eventually ate some food and took a shower, but I was still really freaking out about the maid. I was turned on, yet embarrassed. I didn't know wh...t to think. Eventually, I drank some more beer and started looking at my porn again. It was about a half hour later that I heard someone outside my door. I had just tossed the sheet over my naked body, when I heard a key in the lock. Suddenly, the maid walked in. She said some stuff in Spanish, which I couldn't understand. I think she said. He had a handsome but rough face to match his dark and stained travel cloths, with a gotee and unshaven cheeks. The only odd this was his very short hair, it was very much not the fashion. In short, he looked downright shabby, the only nice things he had on him to mark him as any more than a common thug were the spanish rapier and matching dagger that were now in his hands. He just hoped he rememberd enough of his lessions to matter..."Leave her alone!" He shouted again. "What the hell is wrong. She wasn't the best dancer I'd ever seen, but she knew how to move.It happened so fast I didn't see it coming. Lucia's warm Maple Leafs jersey swooshed against my feet with her perfume trailing behind it like a meteor's tail. Lucia danced in place a few chords in nothing but a red bra and panties. The bulky shirt had concealed a compact, curvy figure reminiscent of femme fatales from Hollywood's golden age. Soft and firm in all the right places, Lucia's body, to put it crudely, was built to. Oh great. Hopefully nobody else was watching!"Alicia didn't look all that impressed," continued Gillian. "In fact she looked positively green with envy!"Immediately Louise felt better. Anything that annoyed Alicia was worth doing repeatedly. "Well she's more than welcome to him," she said firmly."Whatever you say..." Gillian replied smugly. She gazed serenely across the expanse of blue water and chewed her sandwich, oblivious to Louise's glare."Good God, if we go much slower we'll stop!".