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Reply To: Trixie’s Collared Maid(s)

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I’m not feeling down, just slightly disappointed that I wasn’t asked to be a chauffeuse for Mistress Trixie and Stacey. But, they probably want me in the back of the car with them. Before I can say anything, though, Mistress Trixie grabs me and we kiss for, well, forever, it seems before we break off.

Nothing’s the matter, Mistress, just being quiet, like I usually am.


I am away from my phone for two minutes and miss a call. Typical! But, there is a voicemail telling me the address to go to and I have two hours to make the appointment. It’s some way off and I wear my uniform as probably the best way to get the job.



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