Secrets of a Sissy Maid

I was at a friends house the other evening for a little get together and I have to admit the evening was rather dull, the conversations dry and no real entertainment. Out of my boredom I became  focused on this one maid, there was something about her that sparked my curiosity. She was a bit timid and frightened about something. It almost seemed as though she had something she was hiding a Maid with a Secret, now this could be interesting. I was bound and determined to find out just what that something was, even it was just my way of turing a boring night into a little excitement. I let my girl friend know that I had some suspicions of her maid and told her to meet me in the back room after she had said good night to her other guest. I watched as the last guest followed her into the back bedroom to retrieve their coats, and observed as the maid  leaned over to pick up a scarf that had fallen off the bed. I could see up her skirt and found the secret she was was concealing. My what a surprise it was indeed. A Sissy Maid, what fun I thought. This night could be redeemed after all.

Rebecca

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