Being the Head Maid might be an<em>interesting</em>way for her to explore the mansion further...But Arisa doubted that there was<em>any</em>role with a better position than the one she currently had! "Mmmmm..." she purred, her voice rising in a low gasp as his hand kneaded her breast - groping, squeezing, pinching her nipple! "-Then I'll be sure to arrange something, my love," she breathed, batting her long, long lashes!<br/><br/>There had to be something she could do - Some way she could prevent the house from *ever* being haunted in the first place. Either that...Or to find a way to take control of it all for herself!<br/><br/>What was she missing? She had fragments of the truth, now - An idea of how events had played out. But she had to find the trigger to let her travel to the right time, the right<em>place</em>...It had to be here, in the attic, or on the first floor.<br/><br/>...What did have yet to find~?<br/><br/>Her hand rested on his, as she arched her neck to plant a kiss against his jaw - "-There's much I have to do...But I look forward to seeing you<em>later</em>, husband~" she breathed...Reluctantly swaying to her feet, moving to extricate herself from her position with a sly glance over one slim shoulder.<br/><br/>Hmmmm. While she rather liked this costume, it might make more sense to choose something with a lower profile. If she was going anywhere - She needed to go further. Further, and back - Back into the past! She'd retrace her steps to her bed - The<em>Mistress's</em>- bedroom. Perhaps she - Perhaps<em>Tamilla</em>- had kept some clothes from her first days here...!