She talks about secrets

"Everyone has secrets Senor," Elena smiles knowingly. "Even strange men." You look at her sharply, a cold tingle of alarm touching you.

"What do you mean, Elena?"

"That sometimes strange men have visitors, Senor. Only that." She gives you another flirting smile and the briefest glance at your bed. For a moment you're puzzled, uncertain of her meaning, and then you realise that this is the bed that you romped in with Valerie and then with Grace. Doubtless there was the evidence of sex on the sheets, and this girl, despite her youth, would recognise it.

"You're right Elena. Everyone has secrets. And secrets should be kept, don't you agree?"

"Si Senor. Secrets should be kept. But some secrets are bigger than others. Those are the ones that it is most important to keep."

"Like you lying about your age to get hired," you say with a smile.

"Si. Or other things," she lets her gaze drift to the bed and gives you another flirting glance.

"Are you trying to say something Elena?" you ask, suddenly tiring of the playful innuendo. "What is it you want?"

"Nothing Senor Carter. Only for you to keep my secret. If you keep mine, I will keep yours. I don' care what you do with these snotty gringo putas. They treat me like dirt, most of them, so what do I care what happens to them? But remember Senor, that I'm not the only one with eyes, and some of those putas talk when they think no one is listening. And they all think that the servants here are 'no one.'"

You nod thoughtfully, looking at the pretty petite Latina and thinking that her words have the ring of honest truth.

"So you want nothing for your silence?"

"I'm no blackmailer, Senor. But I wouldn't say the same about everyone. Fuck all the gringo putas you want. You and the other men. It's what the bitches deserve. But remember that little people have eyes and ears." She touches her lips and ears as she speaks, smiling at you.

You chuckle and nod, reaching out a hand. Elena grins at you and shakes your hand, then with a sudden move presses against you and pulls your head down for a kiss. For a moment her tongue is hot and electric in your mouth and then she pulls away as suddenly as she embraced you.

"Adios, Senor. I have more work to do," she says picking up a bucket of cleaning supplies and stepping towards the door.