Cindy

Nicole opens the door and smiles at Cindy. "Hey! What's up?"

The tall, Asian-American girl says, "Oh, you know, nuthin' much." She has a light, breezy way of speaking. Maybe she's a surfer-girl from Southern California. "I just wanted to check in, see how you're doing."

"Riiight," says Nicole with a wicked smile.

Cindy giggles, then looks your way and says to Nicole, "Oh my god, I'm so jealous! I've always wanted a servant!"

"Yeah, he's useful. Too bad he's a disgusting loser. I wouldn't want him for more than a day."

"You're kidding! I'd make him stay the night, then dangle a pair of panties in front of him three times every morning to get him jerking off. It'd be super gross, but then he'd be my butt-boy every day!" Cindy grabbed Nicole's arm and leaned against the shorter girl affectionately. "Hey, make him do something funny!"

"Hmm, alright," says Nicole. "Pervert, dance like a clown."

You put down the rag you were using to dust the shelves and start dancing. You have no idea how clowns dance, so you just wiggle a lot.

"Ha! That's so awesome!" yells Cindy. "Too bad he isn't a better dancer."

Nicole thinks for a moment, then says, "Hold on." She goes to her desk and takes out the rulebook. She starts writing something.

Nicole doesn't notice Cindy looking over her shoulder and watching. Cindy pulls back right before Nicole closes the book.

You keep dancing, expertly, of course. You pick some dolls off of Nicole's shelf and juggle them as you spin in place. Your instincts as a loyal servant make you want to tell Nicole that Cindy just snuck a peak at the book, but you're busy and getting a little winded.

Cindy's eyes go wide watching you dance. It's as if she's amazed that you're dancing so well, but that can't be. Everyone knows that guys from your state are all required to go to clown college in the summers. Why is she acting like this is a surprise?

"This is so awesome!" whispers Cindy.

The girls watch you dance for awhile, then start chatting. Nicole doesn't tell you to stop, so you keep dancing. After a few minutes they hug and say goodbye, and Cindy heads towards the door.

As Nicole approaches you, Cindy stops and looks over her shoulder. While Nicole is telling you to stop dancing, Cindy takes a step back into the room, grabs the rulebook off the desk, and hurries out.

"Ma'am... huh, huh..." You try to speak, but you can't stop panting. "You didn't see... huh... huh... but-"

"Oh, shut up," says Nicole. "I'll tell you when you can speak. Now finish cleaning my room."