Make her a maid

Alex was always the clean one of the pair, always cleaning up after Jen. It was her one major complaint about her otherwise decent roommate. She considered this, looking over the chinese takeout boxes on the coffee table in front of the couch. "Jen, you enjoy cleaning. You hate messes," she commanded.

"Of course I do," Jen said, picking up the empty rice container with chopsticks sticking out. She bustled to the kitchen to throw them away. "What's with the weird glasses?"

Alex smiled. "They're not weird, they're sexy."

"Whatever you say," Jen said. The weird thing was, though, that she really did find them sexy. And for that matter, there was the sexy man behind her roommate. "Hey, didn't I tell you to let me know if you were bringing a man home?"

Alex had forgotten all about Brett. "Ignore him," she commanded. "You know, you could do with meeting a man. I know you have this whole virgin thing going on, but getting laid would do you a lot of good. Look what you're wearing. It's so obvious that you're a prude. And while I'm at it, your studying is making you miserable. You should drop out and become my maid, like you've always wanted." Alex grinned at the change going over her roommate's features. Jen was so clearly angry at this tirade against her way of life, but an expression of peace came over her as she realized that Alex was right.

Jen rushed to her laptop. Brett and Alex watched as she dropped all of her classes through her school's online portal. She looked up a number to call, dialed, and confidently informed whoever was on the other end that she would no longer be attending Our Lady of Worship Bible College. "And there we go! Should I get started cleaning, Alex?"

Alex made a grimace. Already she was thinking of herself as above people, and hearing the help refer to her by her first name grated on her ears. "You'll call me Mistress while in my employ, Jen. And your sexy uniform is in your closet. No matter what it looks like, you'll be happy to wear it." She knew her prudish roommate would have otherwise hated it, so she nipped that complaint in the bud.

Jen stood and made an unpracticed curtsey, going to her bedroom. Alex and Brett heard a "wow," before the girl came back into the room and made a pose. "How do I look, Mistress?"