Dinner was ready.  Ethel and Chloe had been lead into the dining room by Mrs Marsters.  The table had been cleared, a clean cloth laid over the wooden service.  The two maids had been checked over, they were both clean.  They had been told to lay on the tables, head to head.  Ethel had sighed, she knew what this was going to be about.<br/><br/>"Ready?" she asked young Chloe.  Then she got on the table, laying her head in the centre, her feet reached the end.  The table was long and both girls would fill it completely.  Once they were settled it would be over to Senor Torres and his cooks to cover them in the food, preparing them for the family and their guests.<br/><br/>The dining room was an ornate, wood lined room with elaborate candelabras sending a flickering amber glaze across the room.  The best silverwear was laid out, along with the best china plates.  Footmen would serve wine, the other maids would be on hand to assist.  Ethel and Chloe would be the center piece, covered in foods.  There to be fondled, touched and teased as the guests enjoyed their meal.<br/><br/>