Just a Maid

“...Just a maid.” Connie lied without really thinking about it.

“Oh, lying already!?” Reece called out from the other side of the bed as he tugged at Mary’s dress, exposing her chest to his groping hands. “No wonder ya ended up on punishment detail!”

The girl in the bed looked up at Connie with a look of shame before her expression suddenly turned hard.

“Don’t need no liar waiting ‘n me.” She grumbled as she snatched the cloth out of Connie's hand and began to wipe herself down in a most unladylike way.

Connie turned away, her cheeks burning but not knowing where to look.