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Stephanie tried to get me to order Debbie around but I just couldn't. I didn't have it in me so Stephanie was the overbearing mistress.

I was uncomfortable and embarrassed as Stephanie's hands roamed my body in front of Debbie. She giggled and made me strike titillating poses in the mirror. She even joked how guys would like me in this or that dress causing me to blush deeply. It was Stephanie that first commented when slipping a strappess bra around my chest, saying, "How darling! Boobs like a teenage girl."

Occasionally, Miss Stephanie would kiss me on the cheek, then run her hand under my skirt to check my pantiessmoothing them to make sure I wasn't having any male response.

Debbie about died when Miss Stephanie zipped me into her new Sleeveless scoopneck chemise. It's slim fit followed the curves of my body without clinging, it's skirt resting just. above my knees.

"Oh honey," Miss Stephanie giggled, "You simply must become a girl. . .you look so darling in dresses.

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I could tell Debbie hated seeing Miss Stephanie showing an interest in my femininity while she waited on us.

Debbie talked back and I could tell from the sweat on her lip that she was aroused and Stephanie gave her what a improper servant deserves. .a sound spanking. She even made me give her a few wacks also but I'm afraid I didn't do very well because Stephanie disapproved. Taking the brush out of my hand, she berated, "You even spank like a sissy." She took over making Debbie scream out in agony (ecstasy?) while I stood nervously wearing Debbie's favorite dress.

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CHAPTER NINE

MAID IN FORM "B" -27

THE TIME AT MISS DEBBIE'S HAD BEEN FUN, BUT I WAS GLAD MY mistress was coming home tomorrow I missed her so! I'd left Miss Debbie's Wednesday afternoon so everything could be perfect for Miss Cindy's arrival Thursday evening. Her plane was supposed to land at Kennedy at 6:30, so she'd be home around 8:30.

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Miss Debbie was grateful for my help she was more organized than she'd been in her life! She promised me she would at least get some help to come in once or twice a week so she'd never get so far behind again.

"It's nice living like a girl again instead of some slob," she said sheepishly. "Thanks, Cissie, it was great having you you can come back anytime. And SHhhh!" I nodded.

I spent Thursday dusting and cleaning things, and airing out the apartment. It felt nice to be back at Cindy's. I swept the balcony and wiped off Miss Cindy's chaise. We were due for a hot weekend, so she'd probably sunbathe out there Saturday.

I turned down Cindy's bed several times, getting the fold to lie perfectly. And I carefully laid out several summery nightgowns for her to wear before finally settling on a breezy pink silk camisole and tap pant set. I looked forward to pampering her and making her comfortable after her long plane ride. I loved her and she somehow deserved everything I could possibly do for her.

As evening came, I showered and powdered myself and dressed in my sleekest black linen evening uniform and a pristine white eyelet lace apron. Black nylons and my highest high heels completed my outfit. I actually caught myself practicing holding my skirt and curtsying in the mirror as I said, "Good evening, Miss" softly.

I heard something at the door! Voices and Miss Cindy tipping the driver, I guess.

"Cissie, Cissie? Are you here?"

I flew out of my room and down the hall to greet her. "Yes, Miss right here, Miss," I said, thrilled to see her. As I nearly ran to her, I remembered my place and slowed down.

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