Mary reports that they have a burglar

Having been planning this for several weeks Mary was well prepared to enact her plan and today was the perfect day. For one it was Sunday and all the staff with the exception of herself had the day off. For another, last night was Saturday night, and like all Saturday nights, Lauren had gone out and partied till the wee hours and gotten completely drunk off her ass. She would be hungover and quite a bit out of it this morning. There was yet another reason that today was perfect, but Mary didn't want to think about that lest she jinx it. That said she was resolute in this course of action and checking her watch she decided now was the time to act.

Speeding into action in case she lost her nerve she went about the tasks that were necessary for her plan to come to fruition. Though she went about each with the determination of a commando on a secret mission, she needn't have been to careful, she had plenty of time and there was no one else in the house or even in ear shot of the property. Her bitchy employer who treated her like a **** was totally at her mercy. If she wanted to she could something even more severe to Lauren she thought for a moment before casting that aside. No, what she had planned for Lauren was perfect. It was fitting and just what she deserved.

The final arrangements done she then went into the kitchen, purposely hyperventilated so she would sound out of breath, and then dialed the police. When they answered and asked her what the emergency was she breathlessly reported that there was a burglar in the house and that she was very afraid. The dispatcher told her to remain calm and get to a safe place if she could, they were sending officers to her location immediately.

That part of the plan completed, Mary then calmly went up the gilded spiral staircase to Lauren's room. Then with a great deal of alarm, she burst into the room yelling, "Get up! Get up! There's someone in the house!"

"Whaaa!", Lauren screeched and so startled by this sudden intrusion and the pronouncement that someone was in the house, bolted straight out of bed, and ran naked as the day she was born toward the veranda that was just off her bed chamber. Unfortunately Lauren was quite hung over and disoriented and didn't realize that the crystal clear veranda door was in fact closed. Because of this she ran headlong into the thick glass door, bounced off rather comically and ending up lying on her back with her legs pointed at the ceiling.

Pretending to be concerned, Mary hurried to Lauren's side as quick as her uniform white sneakers would take her and knelt down beside her. "Are you alright?" she asked as she noted the little bump already forming on her employer's forehead. Then helping her to a sitting position Mary filled her on what was happening. "There's someone in the house, someone's broken in. They could be kidnappers or rapists!"

Tired and irritable and having just been driven from her comfortable bed by her annoyingly excitable maid, Lauren was in no mood for this and as she slowly came back to her senses began to go straight into bitchy mode. "How do you know someone's in the house? I didn't hear anything. You're probably just going crazy from loneliness. Now, get away from me, I'm not dressed." She growled as she tugged on a bed sheet trying to pull it over her.

Expecting this possible reaction, Mary put a finger to her lips to signify that Lauren should be quiet and listen, and then a moment later there came a distinctive rattle from downstairs. It sounded like someone had just tried to open one of the display cabinets in the sitting room. They contained some very valuable art pieces and collectibles and would be one of the first places a burglar would be drawn to checking out. Hearing this and knowing that no one else should be there on a Sunday morning except Mary and her, Lauren suddenly believed what her maid had told her. "Oh my God! What do we do?"

Mary had a to stifle a laugh. She had set her cell phone in one of the display cabinets and set the alarm to go off every fifteen minutes starting with just a minute ago. It was set to silent but the vibrate function was more than enough to simulate someone wrestling with the cabinet lock. "We have to get out of here, we're in great danger. My dad's a cop though, I know what to do, just follow me and we'll be okay."

Panicked, Lauren didn't know what to say or do and was still trying to decide when her maid helped her to her feet and began to hurry her out of the room into the hallway, still confused, hungover and stark naked.