Voices get to me. I have a thing for voices, always did. You can be dead ugly, if there’s a certain timbre in your voice, I can see your beauty. Usually, my thing for voices helps me in my job, but sometimes it gets in the way. On both ends of the spectru...
It had been a few days since Ruby’s and my little escapades. She had helped me release some of that sexual tension that had been building up inside me. But I had to admit, Mr. Jones was still getting to me. Don’t be fooled, I knew full well that Jones was...
Mr Jones’ list had been mostly uneventful. I guessed it was more a reason to talk to me and give me a reason to call him back, than something he really needed my help with. I had mostly relayed the information to others, having them run the errands or pre...
The next day my shift started in the early afternoon with attending a team meeting with the concierge and a few of the reception staff. I must admit, I had a difficult time concentrating on the topics of the meeting since the last night had been quite eve...
