The Millionaire and the Maid (Chromatose & sunbeams)
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				Title: <strong>The Millionaire and the Maid (Chromatose &amp; sunbeams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sunbeams</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 10:04:28</strong>
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				(http://www.trashy.com/modelpics/200x300/30066.jpg)<br>&nbsp;<br>Julia Stevenson had walked out on her job the very next day after receiving the offer. Being a maid sounded a whole lot more appealing than selling her skin like it was just meat, ready to be gobbled up. However, her knowledge of the actual profession was limited—so much so that she was planning on arriving in an actual maid's outfit, or perhaps it was just a costume, she wasn't sure. “At least I know how to clean stuff,” she mumbled to herself in the back of the taxi, trying to not pay attention to the driver staring at her, in that outfit.<br>&nbsp;<br>Earlier that day she had turned in her key to the landlord, having pawned her furniture off on her ex-coworkers and packing up the things that were important to her. It was such a drastic change, but it was nice knowing that she wouldn't need to worry. Ever. Not about rent, or food, or having money to spend. It sounded wonderful.<br>&nbsp;<br>She felt so silly as she paid the driver and got out, grabbing her bags from the trunk and going up to the front door. Julia looked around, taking the sights in and biting her lip. The house was amazingly large, like nothing she had seen in her life. It spread far and wide across her vision. Pressing her finger against the doorbell, she pulled down her dress and waited for her employer to answer. Hopefully she'd be able to do a good job, it paid really nicely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Millionaire and the Maid (Chromatose &amp; sunbeams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chromatose</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 03:51:24</strong>
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				The door opened to reveal an balding Hispanic man, dressed in a nondescript button-down shirt and slacks. "Are you Miss Stevenson?" he asked, his deep voice booming. He was extremely muscular, and the edge of a tattoo could be seen peeping out from under his collar. "Come inside, come inside." He stepped back to gesture her inside, revealing a massive entry hall, with a ceiling easily 40 feet above their heads. The floors were a well-polished black stone, and several elaborate wooden decorations and tables. "My name is Garcia..."<br><br>He turned to smile at Julia. "You're lucky today. See, we don't generally use this part of the house that much - we just occasionally check for problems about every other day, so you had excellent timing. You might have had to stand there for quite a while otherwise." As they continued walking, they moved into another part of the house, solid dark wood on the floors, walls and ceiling. "This house was meant to have a much larger staff than it does right now, so you should be able to pretty much have your pick of rooms on this hall. I'd recommend the second on the left though." He gave her a wink. "It gets the best air circulation. This house <em>is</em> 150 years old after all."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Millionaire and the Maid (Chromatose &amp; sunbeams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sunbeams</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 10:19:40</strong>
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				At first, her eyes widened in a slight shock. Not just at the site of Garcia, but also at the site of the lavish and vast space inside of the house. Though, what was she expecting upon seeing the grandeur of the exterior? "I am," she replied nervously, stepping inside and dragging her suitcases behind her. Julia didn't have much, luckily, and it was apparent by the size of the suitcases--they weren't very large. "It's a pleasure to meet you."<br>&nbsp;<br>Her curious green eyes stared around the place she was to live in, her mouth slightly agape in an uncontrollable stupor. She couldn't hide her amazement, couldn't snap back to reality. The house was surreal. "I'm glad... that I didn't have to wait," she laughed softly, smiling back a bit. "Thanks for the tip," Julia told him, looking towards the door for the room he mentioned, "I think I'll take your advice. What should I do after I put my bags in there?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Millionaire and the Maid (Chromatose &amp; sunbeams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chromatose</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 08:56:38</strong>
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				Garcia poked his head inside the room, as if to double check something, then gestured her inside. "Go ahead and unpack your things. We're going to take you to meet the boss next, so he can explain the house rules to you and lay out your duties. Things around the house can be a little complicated at times, so I'd grab something to write with if you have a shaky memory, and other than that just let me know when you're ready." He leaned against the wall and waited for her, wondering if the poor girl knew what she'd gotten herself into...although given her previous job, it probably wasn't something she wasn't altogether unfamiliar with. <br><br>The windows across the mansion shook slightly as a black Ferrari roared down a narrow driveway to the back of the mansion, easily noticeable from anywhere in the house. "Ah, that's him right now." Garcia commented, remaining outside the room still. "Don't worry, he doesn't drive that thing around at night. I already had that talk with him years ago."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Millionaire and the Maid (Chromatose &amp; sunbeams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sunbeams</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 09:20:04</strong>
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				"Alrighty, thank you very much," she told him as she went into the room, unzipping her suitcases and putting away her clothes. There were a few personal items--a box of jewelry, her small makeup bag, a picture album, a sketch pad and varying shades of graphite pencils, some books, but that was about it--but apart from her clothing, that was it. Julia grabbed the sketch book and a pencil... not that her memory was sketchy, but she wanted to really make sure she was completely able to do her job. Whatever that was.<br>&nbsp;<br>The roaring engine of the car caught her attention, and she listened to Garcia as he spoke. "Haha, I'm glad you did," Julia laughed, walking over to the man and standing by him. "And, I'm ready." She took a deep breath, clutching the paper and pad to her side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Millionaire and the Maid (Chromatose &amp; sunbeams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chromatose</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 10:24:39</strong>
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				Garcia nodded. "Alright then, follow me." He took her deeper into the house, making a few turns and climbing some stairs before arriving at something that looked like a conference room of some sort, with a large table with chairs around it, and a large TV screen on one end. A serious-looking man in a gray pinstripe suit was already seated at the table, apparently reading a rather large book he held in his hands. Garcia cleared his throat. "Boss, I've brought Julia, the new maid you hired." He pulled out a chair for her, then sat down himself next to the man in the pinstripe suit.<br><br>"Good, good. Welcome, Julia." said the man, "My name is Marcus Jameson. It's a pleasure to have you working here. I trust everything is working out well so far?" Although he gave the appearance of a young man from a distance, up close he appeared to be in his late 30's, and he had a nose that looked like it had been broken more than once. His eyes were blue and emotionless.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Millionaire and the Maid (Chromatose &amp; sunbeams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sunbeams</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 00:22:29</strong>
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				Julia followed him, her curiosity engulfing her as she looked around with wonder. The place was huge, easily the largest home she had ever seen. Once they got to the conference-esque room, she took the seat Garcia pulled out for her and gazed anxiously at her new boss. "It's a pleasure to meet you," she responded, her fingers nervously playing with each other under the table. "Everything is great. And the room is lovely." Running a hand through her long auburn hair, she smiled at Marcus. "The only thing I'm wondering is... what does my job entail? Just cleaning stuff up?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Millionaire and the Maid (Chromatose &amp; sunbeams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chromatose</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:50:47</strong>
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				"I'm glad you're settling in well." Marcus said, but Garcia whispered something that made him close his mouth before he could continue and sit back. Garcia took over from there. "Let me be frank with you, Julia." he said, his tone friendly, "There isn't near as much cleaning involved as you might think. See, you and I are part of Marcus's personal staff. There's a house staff that takes care of most of the house, employed by the real owner of the house."<br><br>Marcus nodded. "I don't actually own this place...I'm something like an upper-class house-sitter, I suppose."<br><br>Garcia continued, as if he hadn't been interrupted. "It's just this part of the house that you'll have to clean, although I'll be helping out with the cleaning as well. Marcus is a pretty incredible cook, so you don't need to bother with food. So that's pretty much it...although...." He leaned towards her and lowered his voice. "Marcus could use a little company, so if you wouldn't be opposed to it I'd be grateful if you could...give him a little attention sometimes."<br><br>"Garcia, what the hell?" Marcus looked completely shocked at his old friend's words, not caring if he was going to be talked over at this point.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Millionaire and the Maid (Chromatose &amp; sunbeams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sunbeams</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 10:26:45</strong>
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				Julia nodded, though she was still a bit confused. "That sounds like a great job," she laughed lightly, resting an elbow on the table and putting her chin in her hand, looking over to the two men. An upper-class house sitter surely sounded like quite the nice job. She listened as Garcia mentioned the part of the house she would be cleaning, which she could remember well enough. Cleaning came easy for her, and she didn't mind doing it at all.<br>&nbsp;<br>When Garcia mentioned company, she widened her eyes before looking over to Marcus. Noting he was a bit taken aback, she couldn't help but smile a bit. "Could you, uhm, define company a bit better?" Julia questioned, blushing slightly. "I just, uh, I'm sure you know about my last job... do you?"
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