The Housekeeper: Roleplay vs Reality. (MFff/Fff,) Part 4 posted
Posted: Fri Mar 15, 2024 5:23 pm
Part 1: Old Enemies
About a month and a half had passed since the best Christmas Maddy has ever had, and it was time to start a new year with her new life. Now in the middle of February, tax season had begun, and Maddy found herself rather busy. Mr. Harn had more visitors than usual during this time. Lots of Accountants, Lawyers, and a few Brokers.
It also got Maddy wondering about how she'd file her own taxes. She was not a regular hourly employee. She was what Mr. Harn told her was A Contracted Employee. She didn't know the first thing about filing taxes, but took comfort in the fact that she wouldn't be doing it alone. Tony and Mrs. Harn would be helping her with it in due time. That matter was no longer a problem. The problem she was facing was: “What happens now?”
She had finally stabilized her life, but what happens now? How does she improve her future? She had lost so many years that should have been spent in school learning how to take care of herself, and those years were taken from her. Her generation left her so far in the dust, she couldn't help but ask: “How do I catch up?”
Maddy pondered this as she ate alone in the kitchen. Tony was at a Bowling Alley with some friends, and Beth was visiting Fiona's again, so that left her alone with the Mr. and the Mrs. of the house. Maddy took another spoonful of soup, and turned to face the kitchen door when she heard it open. In walked Mrs. Harn. Mrs. smiled at her, and opened the fridge to find something to have for lunch herself. She couldn't help but notice that Maddy's usually perky domineer was missing.
“Something wrong, Maddy?” Mrs. Harn asked her, as they were stopped at a red light. Maddy sighed, and nodded.
“Now that I've finally stabilized my life, I just don't know where I go from here,” She stated. “I just feel like i'm...” she then trailed off.
“Like you're stuck?” Mrs. Harn asked. Maddy then nodded.
“I'm so far behind where I should be on education, and...well, everything really,” She said.
“Yeah, I know you were robbed of a lot of important years, but don't let that bother you,” Mrs. Harn told her, as she began to make herself a sandwich. “You're at a point in your life where the world is basically your oyster,” She then said.
“Beg your pardon?” Maddy asked. Mrs. Harn held up her finger to indicate that she was almost done with what she was doing, and a moment or two later, she sat down at the island with her sandwich.
“What interests do you have with your future?” Mrs. Harn asked her.
“I dunno,” Maddy answered. “I was hoping that maybe i'd find something along the way, but it all feels so daunting now,” She then explained.
“Well, I think you're a talented cook,” Mrs. Harn stated, which finally made Maddy smile. “There's no reason why you can't put your focus into becoming a Chef,” She then told the Young Maid. Mrs. Harn was a little surprised to see Maddy chuckle a bit at this.
“You don't believe me?” Mrs. Harn asked.
“No no, it's just that my first ever job here in this country was as a waitress,” Maddy answered.
“Really?” Mrs. Harn asked. Maddy just nodded.
“I lasted for about a month until the restaurant was shut down by the police due to drug smuggling,” She then explained.
“Oh dear, well, at least it put enough money in your pocket to make your way here,” Mrs. Harn stated, upon hearing this. Maddy just nodded.
“I guess maybe it is a sign,” Maddy said. It made sense. She always had a fascination with the kitchen and cooking. Maybe this was something to go after. Mrs. Harn nodded in agreement, and finished her lunch.
“Um, Maddy, I'm heading out for a bit of Valentines Day shopping,” Mrs. Harn stated, to which Maddy nodded. “Would you like to join me, and get out of the house for a little while?” She then asked.
“I think I would,” Maddy answered. Mrs. smiled at her.
“Well, I think you better get changed out of your Pjs first,” She pointed out.
“I suppose so,” Maddy agreed. Given that it was Saturday, Maddy had been wearing her pajamas so far. These would not do for going out.
After she was done with her lunch, she rinsed out the dishes, and loaded them into the dishwasher. She then headed back up to her room to put on something a bit more appropriate for going out. She started with her favorite pair of black tights...
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She then went to her closet, and next to her uniform dresses was a cute floral mini dress.
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Even though this was a summer dress, Maddy decided to pull it out, and lay it on the bed. She needed something else to go with it. She took a page from Beth's book, and pulled out a long sleeve navy button up shirt to wear under the dress.
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With her outfit on, Maddy combed out her hair, and put it into her favorite half-up style. She smiled, and left her room. As she made her way downstairs, she saw Mrs. Harn waiting for her who blinked for a second.
“I almost mistook you for Beth for a second,” She stated. Maddy chuckled a bit.
“I thought a nice outfit might help me feel better,” Maddy explained.
“Does it?” Mrs. Harn asked.
“A little,” Maddy answered, as she got a hooded zip jacket out from the coat closet.
* * * *
It felt to get out of the house for a while, and just experience being outside again. The drive down the hillside felt wonderful, and it took a fair while for the car to reach a good section of town.
Mrs. Harn pulled up to a small building, and Maddy was rather taken aback by this odd looking ,as well as oddly named place. The logo featured a ship anchor with a bottle cork stuck to one end, and under this was writen: “The Marine Corks”
“What in the-” Maddy started, but stopped when she heard Mrs. Harn laughing.
“Jimmy, The Owner, used to serve in the Marines, and he couldn't resist the play on words,” Mrs. Harn explained.
“That's brilliant,” Maddy chirped, as Mrs. Harn parked the car. “Wait, am I allowed in here?” Maddy then asked, now realizing there was a slight discrepancy with her current age.
“Just stay close to me,” Mrs. Harn answered with a reassuring tone.
Inside the store was a large assortment of fine wines, spirits, and many other beverages. Maddy also noticed a few food items that were laced in some of these beverages as well. She didn't get very far when the nearby clerk approached the two of them.
“Excuse me, but is she underage?” He asked. Maddy knew this was going to happen, and she also knew he was right to ask such a question.
“Yes, but She's my house maid,” Mrs. Harn answered. The Clerk blinked a bit, and then shrugged.
“Close enough,” He said, and then allowed them to continue. Maddy knew it was best to just let Mrs. Harn do her thing, so she just kept her hands behind her back, as they walked through the store.
“Maddy, Aren't you Brits allowed to drink alcohol at an earlier age in England?” Mrs. Harn asked.
“Not that much earlier,” Maddy answered. “Only Eighteen,” She then stated.
“Oh, so you'd only now be eligible,” Mrs. Harn pointed out. Maddy just shrugged and nodded. Maddy heard the door to the store open again, and she felt her blood run cold. In walked that same man from the meeting. The one who had berated her, spilled the tea on himself, blamed her for it, and then slapped her.
“Oh god,” Maddy said, in a worried tone.
“What?” Mrs. Harn asked.
“It's him,” Maddy said, trying not to look at him in hopes that he wouldn't see her. Mrs. Harn looked at her. “That horrid man from the meeting last month,” Maddy then clarified. Mrs. Harn nodded.
“We'll just try to avoid him,” She said, clearly intent on just avoiding any possible confrontation.
Maddy's heart rate had gone up a little bit, and every so often, she'd look over her shoulder to see if he might be stalking her in some way. She just stayed close to her employer, and tried to act like everything was fine. What she heard next made her heart sink.
“Women, only good for extending a Man's blood line,” She heard him blurt out. It was as if he was hoping the two of them would hear him. Mrs. Harn gave him a glare, but then turned back to the shelf she was looking at. “Hey, don't I know you?” He then asked. Maddy began to feel ill.
“Alright, that's enough!” Mrs. Harn said, harshly. Unfortunately the man was not alone. Mrs. Harn was grappled from behind. “Get off me!” She then demanded, but an arm on her throat silenced her. Maddy didn't have a chance to respond before she too was grabbed, and forced to face her attacker.
“It is you!” He spat.
“Please Sir, we don't want any trouble,” Maddy said, her face filled with fear. She was scrambling to find a way to get him off her without it being too obvious, but there were too many eyes present at the moment.
“You should have thought of that before you ruined my twenty thousand dollar suit!” The man roared.
“I didn't ruin it, you tried to take-” was all Maddy could get out before she was slapped across the face by him again.
“Leave her alone you-” Mrs. Harn said, but her attacker then began choking her again to silence her.
“I expect payment for the damages you've caused me, and I want an apology now!” He yelled. Maddy was at a loss of what to do. There were too many witnesses, and not enough subtle resources, for her to use her telekinesis. Hopefully the clerk could hear what was going on, and maybe rush over to help.
Meanwhile...
the door to the shop had opened, and in stepped a beast of a man. He was about seven feet tall, and looked fit enough to rip a car in half. He was dressed in jeans, a biker jacket, and a head scarf. The clerk, however, looked unconsidered by the stature of this customer.
“Hey Rob,” He greeted.
“Hey Sean,” The Giant greeted back. “Did the shipment finally arrive, or is it still delayed?” He then asked. The Clerk just shrugged.
“The snow keeps holding the truck back,” He explained. “It should be here within the next two days,” He then told the huge man. At that moment, they both heard shouting from across the store.
“You should have thought of that before you ruined my suit!” A Man's voice yelled. Both The Clerk, and his Customer turned to the direction of the noise.
“I didn't ruin it, you tried to take-” A Lady's voice insisted, but she had been cut off.
“What the hell is going on over there?” Rob asked.
“I don't know, but I'm gonna find out,” His friend stated, and marched his way over.
About a month and a half had passed since the best Christmas Maddy has ever had, and it was time to start a new year with her new life. Now in the middle of February, tax season had begun, and Maddy found herself rather busy. Mr. Harn had more visitors than usual during this time. Lots of Accountants, Lawyers, and a few Brokers.
It also got Maddy wondering about how she'd file her own taxes. She was not a regular hourly employee. She was what Mr. Harn told her was A Contracted Employee. She didn't know the first thing about filing taxes, but took comfort in the fact that she wouldn't be doing it alone. Tony and Mrs. Harn would be helping her with it in due time. That matter was no longer a problem. The problem she was facing was: “What happens now?”
She had finally stabilized her life, but what happens now? How does she improve her future? She had lost so many years that should have been spent in school learning how to take care of herself, and those years were taken from her. Her generation left her so far in the dust, she couldn't help but ask: “How do I catch up?”
Maddy pondered this as she ate alone in the kitchen. Tony was at a Bowling Alley with some friends, and Beth was visiting Fiona's again, so that left her alone with the Mr. and the Mrs. of the house. Maddy took another spoonful of soup, and turned to face the kitchen door when she heard it open. In walked Mrs. Harn. Mrs. smiled at her, and opened the fridge to find something to have for lunch herself. She couldn't help but notice that Maddy's usually perky domineer was missing.
“Something wrong, Maddy?” Mrs. Harn asked her, as they were stopped at a red light. Maddy sighed, and nodded.
“Now that I've finally stabilized my life, I just don't know where I go from here,” She stated. “I just feel like i'm...” she then trailed off.
“Like you're stuck?” Mrs. Harn asked. Maddy then nodded.
“I'm so far behind where I should be on education, and...well, everything really,” She said.
“Yeah, I know you were robbed of a lot of important years, but don't let that bother you,” Mrs. Harn told her, as she began to make herself a sandwich. “You're at a point in your life where the world is basically your oyster,” She then said.
“Beg your pardon?” Maddy asked. Mrs. Harn held up her finger to indicate that she was almost done with what she was doing, and a moment or two later, she sat down at the island with her sandwich.
“What interests do you have with your future?” Mrs. Harn asked her.
“I dunno,” Maddy answered. “I was hoping that maybe i'd find something along the way, but it all feels so daunting now,” She then explained.
“Well, I think you're a talented cook,” Mrs. Harn stated, which finally made Maddy smile. “There's no reason why you can't put your focus into becoming a Chef,” She then told the Young Maid. Mrs. Harn was a little surprised to see Maddy chuckle a bit at this.
“You don't believe me?” Mrs. Harn asked.
“No no, it's just that my first ever job here in this country was as a waitress,” Maddy answered.
“Really?” Mrs. Harn asked. Maddy just nodded.
“I lasted for about a month until the restaurant was shut down by the police due to drug smuggling,” She then explained.
“Oh dear, well, at least it put enough money in your pocket to make your way here,” Mrs. Harn stated, upon hearing this. Maddy just nodded.
“I guess maybe it is a sign,” Maddy said. It made sense. She always had a fascination with the kitchen and cooking. Maybe this was something to go after. Mrs. Harn nodded in agreement, and finished her lunch.
“Um, Maddy, I'm heading out for a bit of Valentines Day shopping,” Mrs. Harn stated, to which Maddy nodded. “Would you like to join me, and get out of the house for a little while?” She then asked.
“I think I would,” Maddy answered. Mrs. smiled at her.
“Well, I think you better get changed out of your Pjs first,” She pointed out.
“I suppose so,” Maddy agreed. Given that it was Saturday, Maddy had been wearing her pajamas so far. These would not do for going out.
After she was done with her lunch, she rinsed out the dishes, and loaded them into the dishwasher. She then headed back up to her room to put on something a bit more appropriate for going out. She started with her favorite pair of black tights...
https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com ... SY445_.jpg
She then went to her closet, and next to her uniform dresses was a cute floral mini dress.
https://m.media-amazon.com/images/I/71g ... SY550_.jpg
Even though this was a summer dress, Maddy decided to pull it out, and lay it on the bed. She needed something else to go with it. She took a page from Beth's book, and pulled out a long sleeve navy button up shirt to wear under the dress.
https://m.media-amazon.com/images/I/71c ... SY550_.jpg
With her outfit on, Maddy combed out her hair, and put it into her favorite half-up style. She smiled, and left her room. As she made her way downstairs, she saw Mrs. Harn waiting for her who blinked for a second.
“I almost mistook you for Beth for a second,” She stated. Maddy chuckled a bit.
“I thought a nice outfit might help me feel better,” Maddy explained.
“Does it?” Mrs. Harn asked.
“A little,” Maddy answered, as she got a hooded zip jacket out from the coat closet.
* * * *
It felt to get out of the house for a while, and just experience being outside again. The drive down the hillside felt wonderful, and it took a fair while for the car to reach a good section of town.
Mrs. Harn pulled up to a small building, and Maddy was rather taken aback by this odd looking ,as well as oddly named place. The logo featured a ship anchor with a bottle cork stuck to one end, and under this was writen: “The Marine Corks”
“What in the-” Maddy started, but stopped when she heard Mrs. Harn laughing.
“Jimmy, The Owner, used to serve in the Marines, and he couldn't resist the play on words,” Mrs. Harn explained.
“That's brilliant,” Maddy chirped, as Mrs. Harn parked the car. “Wait, am I allowed in here?” Maddy then asked, now realizing there was a slight discrepancy with her current age.
“Just stay close to me,” Mrs. Harn answered with a reassuring tone.
Inside the store was a large assortment of fine wines, spirits, and many other beverages. Maddy also noticed a few food items that were laced in some of these beverages as well. She didn't get very far when the nearby clerk approached the two of them.
“Excuse me, but is she underage?” He asked. Maddy knew this was going to happen, and she also knew he was right to ask such a question.
“Yes, but She's my house maid,” Mrs. Harn answered. The Clerk blinked a bit, and then shrugged.
“Close enough,” He said, and then allowed them to continue. Maddy knew it was best to just let Mrs. Harn do her thing, so she just kept her hands behind her back, as they walked through the store.
“Maddy, Aren't you Brits allowed to drink alcohol at an earlier age in England?” Mrs. Harn asked.
“Not that much earlier,” Maddy answered. “Only Eighteen,” She then stated.
“Oh, so you'd only now be eligible,” Mrs. Harn pointed out. Maddy just shrugged and nodded. Maddy heard the door to the store open again, and she felt her blood run cold. In walked that same man from the meeting. The one who had berated her, spilled the tea on himself, blamed her for it, and then slapped her.
“Oh god,” Maddy said, in a worried tone.
“What?” Mrs. Harn asked.
“It's him,” Maddy said, trying not to look at him in hopes that he wouldn't see her. Mrs. Harn looked at her. “That horrid man from the meeting last month,” Maddy then clarified. Mrs. Harn nodded.
“We'll just try to avoid him,” She said, clearly intent on just avoiding any possible confrontation.
Maddy's heart rate had gone up a little bit, and every so often, she'd look over her shoulder to see if he might be stalking her in some way. She just stayed close to her employer, and tried to act like everything was fine. What she heard next made her heart sink.
“Women, only good for extending a Man's blood line,” She heard him blurt out. It was as if he was hoping the two of them would hear him. Mrs. Harn gave him a glare, but then turned back to the shelf she was looking at. “Hey, don't I know you?” He then asked. Maddy began to feel ill.
“Alright, that's enough!” Mrs. Harn said, harshly. Unfortunately the man was not alone. Mrs. Harn was grappled from behind. “Get off me!” She then demanded, but an arm on her throat silenced her. Maddy didn't have a chance to respond before she too was grabbed, and forced to face her attacker.
“It is you!” He spat.
“Please Sir, we don't want any trouble,” Maddy said, her face filled with fear. She was scrambling to find a way to get him off her without it being too obvious, but there were too many eyes present at the moment.
“You should have thought of that before you ruined my twenty thousand dollar suit!” The man roared.
“I didn't ruin it, you tried to take-” was all Maddy could get out before she was slapped across the face by him again.
“Leave her alone you-” Mrs. Harn said, but her attacker then began choking her again to silence her.
“I expect payment for the damages you've caused me, and I want an apology now!” He yelled. Maddy was at a loss of what to do. There were too many witnesses, and not enough subtle resources, for her to use her telekinesis. Hopefully the clerk could hear what was going on, and maybe rush over to help.
Meanwhile...
the door to the shop had opened, and in stepped a beast of a man. He was about seven feet tall, and looked fit enough to rip a car in half. He was dressed in jeans, a biker jacket, and a head scarf. The clerk, however, looked unconsidered by the stature of this customer.
“Hey Rob,” He greeted.
“Hey Sean,” The Giant greeted back. “Did the shipment finally arrive, or is it still delayed?” He then asked. The Clerk just shrugged.
“The snow keeps holding the truck back,” He explained. “It should be here within the next two days,” He then told the huge man. At that moment, they both heard shouting from across the store.
“You should have thought of that before you ruined my suit!” A Man's voice yelled. Both The Clerk, and his Customer turned to the direction of the noise.
“I didn't ruin it, you tried to take-” A Lady's voice insisted, but she had been cut off.
“What the hell is going on over there?” Rob asked.
“I don't know, but I'm gonna find out,” His friend stated, and marched his way over.