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    The Maid – (Chapter: Chapter 2 Ashley’s point of view)

    KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

    I heard someone banging on my door which even though it was late in the afternoon woke me up and of course that didn’t make me happy.  I knew whoever it was knocking would pay for waking me up.  I jumped off my bed and ripped the door open as fast as I could.  I knew it would scare them….that was the point.

    “WHAAAAAAAT.”

    I opened the door and screamed but as soon as I looked into her eyes it was amazing she was amazing she had the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen and her hair even though it was pulled back reminded me of the few princess stories my dad read to me when I was a kid it was so blonde.

    I looked at her and it made me uncomfortable how drawn to her I was like my heart was pulling towards her it took alot but I managed to shake of the odd feelings I was having for her.  She looked nervous and the feelings she was making me have were making me angry, I didn’t want to feel I had spent a long time making myself numb to the world and as far as I knew I liked it that way.

    “DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY.”

    I yelled and moved right into her face but being that close to her was doing things to me I felt paralized I just stood their hoping she would talk because I knew I couldn’t move now and I regreted getting this close to her she smelled so good like some kind of wild flower.

    “Clean"….. “I…I…I’m here to clean your room……Madam.”   She said

    When she called me Madam I couldn’t help the smile I know she had to see I have been called alot of things Bitch, Cunt, Whore but Madam that was new.  I hated myself for smiling it was an emotion and when you let yourself feel emotions you get hurt by them.  And I hated her more for making me feel them.  I needed to get away from her.

    “FINE…clean.” I moved back so she could get by but I realized what a mistake that was when her breast touched mine as she passed.  I have had alot of woman but it was just sex I have not felt the way I am feeling now for years and I was angry but the second she looked into my eyes I knew I had to take control because she had to be playing me now.  I slapped her hard right across her face.

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