A maid?

In one corner of the room, kneeling down by a pile of luggage is a slim, young-looking redhead. She shyly looks up. “Jane Doe…?”

“Ye-es…?”

Very hesitantly, she stands up and speaks, looking down at the floor. She’s wearing a black-and-white maid’s uniform that looks very cute on her.

“My name is Heather Wayne, um, no relation to the porn star. I-I tried to get in to Ederia, but they were full. I – I know this is your space, but if you allowed me to stay here, then I could attend. I – I can wash your clothes and your bedsheets and suck your pussy and cook for you and answer your phone and take messages and notes and anything you asked.”

As she takes a deep breath, you consider some of the things she just said. Wait. Suck your pussy?? “Did you just say you’d…?”

“Yes?”

“Never mind.” You must have heard her wrong.

“Ms. Doe, I NEED to get into this school,” she says, still looking down at the floor. “Please. You’re my only hope.”