Maidens' Maids - TGJason hesitated, looking up from his paper to the girl in front of him. "You wrote that you're three hundred?" he asked, looking her over with distrust.More Like This
"Three hundred and twenty nine," Allison corrected, leaning forward a bit as she spoke. Her breasts pressed against her arm, drawing his eyes as threatened to break free from their lacy imprisonment. "I took a century or so to get training as a maid. Or don't you believe me?" she asked, her lower lip quivering a bit as she pouted at him.
"I believe you know your profession very well," he smiled, wrenching his eyes away from her breasts with great difficulty. "I'm just not entirely certain what that profession is, or whether this household is well suited for it."
"Is this because I'm blond?" she sighed, twirling a strand around her finger as she eyed him. Her arms squeezed against her chest as she spoke, carefully jiggling it as the cloth slipped another centimeter towards her nipples. "I can't tell you how many people think someo