The first thing Sarah noticed was how thin Jennifer was; her wide red belt tightly buckled around her waist. Her eyes then made their way up from her belt to her firm breasts, and then to her face. It was the face that stopped her cold. Chiseled, the sort of features that only result from hours in the gym. Finally she reached her eyes. They were deep and brown and would be easy to get lost in. She stared into them for sev...

Becca began her duties immediately. She was conscious only of three things. The first was her own dress. The dress she wore was rolled up above her hips and tucked into her belt. As a result, she was naked from the waist down. Her blouse too had been opened, though it remained tucked into her skirt. As a result, she felt awkward walking to the laundry to begin her work. Secondly, she was conscious of her own wetness. Some...

“Come here,” Anna said. There was no response. “Come here. I am tired of this game,” Anna said in a voice that was equal parts anger and impatience. No response. “NOW!” Anna’s voice grew less patient with each sentence. Becca looked at Anna from across the room. Anna was sitting on the couch in her jeans and flannel shirt. This was how she dressed when she came to work at Becca’s house as a cleaning woman. Anna had asked...