<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/PYiNFFB.jpg)</div><br/>The mistress, Arisa she reminded herself, knocked on the door across the hall from her bedroom, but there was no response.  She waited a moment and knocked again.  Those memories, those feelings of being someone else grew more insistent and Arisa allowed them to surface slightly while maintaining her control over her sense of self.  Tamilla knew that she had not yet appointed a head maid, as was her right as the mistress of the house.  Tamilla didn't trust any of the women who worked as maids.  They were all young and pretty peasant girls, like herself, eager to get a hold of that masters riches and influence.  Her husband's riches, that which should rightfully be hers.  Grimacing Tamilla, no Arisa, pushed open the door to the head maid's chambers and found a room furnished but empty of habitation.  It was ready for a maid to take it's place, as soon as the mistress picked one.<br/><br/>Airsa had the deviant memory of being exactly that maid, of licking the sweet sex of Mistress Tamilla as she sat in the sewing room a few months pregnant.  But then Tamilla's memories did not jive with that.  Tamilla hadn't been pregnant, she hadn't ever let a maid touch her!  There were old memories, of a cousin, the woods beyond the west field, but no maid.  Arisa shook her head clearing her mind, a task that was easier said then done.   It seemed that she was appearing at different times in the history of the home.  Her first clear journey to this realm was in the trophy room where the golem had mentioned how Tamilla refused to enter the trophy room.  But the memories she had from Tamilla didn't seem to indicate that the mistress refused to enter there.  Then she'd met the incubus who'd said that he'd been summoned to sexually service Tamilla, but again, the memories had none regarding an incubus.  She didn't remember a maid licking her pussy in the sewing room, nor did she remember ever being pregnant.  Where Arisa was now must have been before all of those events.<br/><br/>The question was how long after the current time was it before Master Fritz bought the gem to summon the succubus?  Maybe there was time to change his mind about that?<br/><br/>She chewed her lip for a moment.  She knew a tiny bit about plant lore, but probably not enough to find a dried herb to put the master to sleep safely.  Certainly not without some help.  But she didn't think she could trust any of the servants to assist her, they wanted her job, they wanted to supplant her as mistress.  Supplant Tamilla!  But maybe she could find another way?  Or maybe she could convince a servant to join her cause somehow?