The Mistress's Headache
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				Title: <strong>The Mistress's Headache</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>03-04-2023, 05:14:15</strong>
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				Just a few minutes past seven a.m., Rosa unlocked the side door to the kitchen in the large multi-room mansion. Rosalita Sonama had been given the key by her mistress, Miss Romero, whom she insisted be called Jenna. Rosa had been working as Jenna’s housekeeper and maid for about seven months now. After a storm knocked out the neighborhood power grid one late afternoon, Rosa artfully mixed together some on-hand packaged goods with veggies and fruit from the refrigerator before they could spoil. Jenna was so pleased she promoted Rosa’s position to add cook to her titles. Thus Rosa came early every morning for the past three months or so to prepare her employer a tasty breakfast. She was dressed casually, as allowed by her boss, today in a fairly thin, form-fitting halter top and tight bermuda shorts.<br><br>This morning, as usual, she checked the living room for Jenna, who too often worked late into the night in her online business. Seeing it empty, she also checked the office adjoining the living room, but Jenna was not there either. She must have gone to bed at a decent hour, Rosa assumed, and set about preparing her the usual breakfast - juevos rancheros, some sliced fruit (usually cantelope and bananas), grape juice and a biscuit with honey. <br><br>She set the vitals carefully on a tray and prepared to carry it up to Jenna’s bedroom. The luxurious bedroom was one of the few indulgences Jenna had allowed herself since her Great Aunt Marisa died and left Jenna a sizeable inheritance, including this mansion. Even though no longer necessary, she continued to work her ridiculous hours as a data analyst. Rosa thought it was a waste to devote herself to the work when she could live generously on her wealth, but it was Jenna’s habit. <br><br>Rosa knocked lightly on the bedroom door, not sure if she would be waking her mistress or not. She did hear something that sounded like a low moan through the wood, so she carefully opened the door and peeked in. Jenna was still in bed, but with seemed to be a damp washcloth folded over her forehead. She moaned again as Rosa slowly approached the bed.<br><br>“I have your breadfast, Miss Jenna. Are you… are you feeling all right?” she asked delicately.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mistress's Headache</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-04-2023, 16:20:22</strong>
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				The last few days have not been great for Jennifer Romero even if the last year or so had.&nbsp; The loss of a family member, no matter how remote in the bloodline is never cause for a celebration but when her Great Aunt passed away leaving Jenna with a substantial size of the inheritance it definitely helped to improve one's situation.&nbsp; In this case with being left this grand house it meant that Jenna no longer had to spend long hour crouched over a tiny screen in a studio apartment scribbling notes and connection on any piece of scrap paper she could find into the wee hours of the morning.&nbsp; No this meant that she could have an actual office complete with several large monitors and as an indulgence a few whiteboard sized touch screens.&nbsp; Likewise she could take on jobs that truly challenged her to form connections and find patterns in the data without having to worry about what her compensation would be.&nbsp; No need to worry about going into an office on a regular basis and worry about how many people will be leering at her bountiful curves.<br><br>Still the size of this mansion quickly proved to be a new issue for Jenna and one that was fairly easily solved by hiring a couple times a week house cleaning staff.&nbsp; Rosa's help quickly went from helpful to transformative after the storm, Jenna had been living off of take out and Cup Noodles since college rarely knowing the benefits of a home cooked meal.&nbsp; That night when the roads weren't entirely safe and the power was out Rosa stepped in to show her boss just how much better food that is made of food can be.&nbsp; From then on Rosa's duties expanded from just cleaning a few times a week to grocery shopping and being a personal chef.&nbsp; <br><br>Today was no exception as she brought in breakfast.&nbsp; "huh..."&nbsp; Jenna moaned as Rosa softly entered to check on her and bring breakfast.&nbsp; "What time is it?"&nbsp; Jenna asked before looking at her phone, almost 8 am...it's been a while since the raven haired data analyst has slept in so late.&nbsp; The room temperature washcloth sliding off of her forehead as she slowly sits up.&nbsp; Pondering the damp cloth for a moment before remembering bits of the previous night, she's had a headache for the last few days but last night it seemed like she was developing a fever as well.&nbsp; Probably nothing over 100 degrees but enough that when combined with the escalating headache just wiped her out.&nbsp; <br><br>The headache was still there gnawing at the top and front of her head, a migraine if she would admit to having such things, but instead of confirming her distress Jenna pulls some of the covers up to allow her body to mostly remained covered as she sits up to accept the breakfast.&nbsp; "I'm fine, thank you Rosa."&nbsp; She accepts the breakfast going straight for the beverage before anything else.&nbsp; "I just had a little bit of a headache and was feeling quite warm for some reason.&nbsp; I'm feeling better now..."&nbsp; Not being completely honest more to spare Rosa from fussing and worrying over her than anything else.&nbsp; "Just needed a good nights sleep and fantastic breakfast."&nbsp; 
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