what next?
Demi arrives
Demi soon arrived in her maid outfit.

"Where should I start cleaning?" Demi asked.
"Speak in a French accent," I said.
"Oui, Monsieur," said Demi.
"Clean the kitchen top to bottom," I said. "If you have to pick up anything, bend at the waist unless it is heavy."
"Oui, oui," said Demi. She took a duster and began to dust as Camila dug into her tuna.
I then thought about who to add to my harem next.
"A mindless slavegirl!" I thought. "Someone my slaves can pose and command in their free time!"
I rack my brain for a woman celebrity who Hollywood universally hates. Someone viewed as a pariah by her celeb peers, and someone who the world wouldn't mind vanishing.
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