"Tell me about your earlier employers."

You are just about to shake your head when you do indeed think of something.

"I don't need anything, Blanche, but... would you mind telling me about your work? Are we the first people you work for?"

The maid shakes her head.

"How...", you don't know how exactly to ask the question. "Who...?" You stop again.

"I worked for a yong man", the French girl says. "'e made me... service 'im, 'ow you say? ...soroughly."

You blush. This was exactly what you wanted to hear, no? Dirty, hot secrets. You wonder why the girl is so open with you about it. Then again... she probably saw what you were doing right now. You blush even more.

Blanche plays with her hair. "I loved it", she continues, her eyes focused on somewhere far away. "'e was a very good man. Very well equippé."

You bite your lip. "And before that?", you ask.

Blanche looks at you, back in reality: "Befor', I worked for anosser couple. A married one."

"And did you also...?", you start, but you still don't know how to ask that question.

"Madame!", Blanche says, her face very serious: "You must onderstand one ssing: I will nevour, nevour 'ave sex with an employer who is married. Unless, of course... No! You must not be afraid, Madame."

"Unless?", you frown.

"Unless sse _Madame _asks me to."

"Why would she do that?"

"Madame, ssere are certain kinds of _Madames _who wish sseir 'usbands to be satisfied but do not want to take sse burden. I am very much skilled at all kinds of différent techniques, and my job is to serv' you in any way. In ANY way."

"Thank you, Blanche. That would be all."

The girl curtesies and leaves. You stare after her. Somehow the thought of Dave fucking the girl while you are watching seems strangely appealing. Although it... no! No! Why would it be appealing?! It's disgusting! It's just that it's... hot. Somehow. The Master fucking the maid is hot. Only that... you want to be the maid. But you aren't, of course. Not in reality. So...

Your head spins and hurts. This is all confusing. Was there rum in the tea?

You decide to go to bed.