I’ve been watching her ever since she’s here, the new maid. She has been here for only a few weeks and yet, she has mesmerized me; the way she walks, sashaying down the corridor in her 3-inch black pump, the way she talks in her honeyed voice, smiling at me whenever we have a chat, the way she gestures; timid yet flirtatious, always playing with me and at the same time implying we could be more than master and servants and the way she looks, her face so innocent, yet mischievous and playful.
Today, she came into my room to “clean”. In her usual 3-inch black pump, flesh-toned stockings, and her shortened skirt, she has come to tease again. I know, because she only reserves this sight for me. The way she cleaned, putting herself in positions where she almost exposes her panties for me while showing off those fairly plump thighs of hers. Hopefully, she doesn-Oh shit, she’s looking this way!
The Chameleon smiled slightly. Sir Landebert’s youngest son bashfulness can be endearing at times but this is not the time for pleasure. It has taken him quite a while craft Eliza, his current disguise, and much to his luck, young master is surprisingly into homely girls like Eliza. But he has bigger agenda to take care of - The Heart of Claudia; it is one of the most prized jewelry on this planet; its net worth is in tens of millions and it is the family heirloom of the Landebert family.
At least for now.
The problem however, is that nobody knows where it is except the family itself and this is where Eliza comes in. Purposely bending over to reach for the basket, the Chameleon exposes what the voyeur is yearning for and smiled. Hopefully, the Chameleon thought, Eliza would be able to get it through the heart of the man in front of her.