What ever shall it be (closed)

ALittleDevious

Really Experienced
Joined
Jan 9, 2007
Posts
290
I just moved into the big city after living in a small town all of my life, I was not at all prepaired for what I was seeing after being here only a week. My job was not all that they said it was and I want to quit but finding another job is not so easy.

I walk over and buy a paper taking it home with me to look at and see what there is available today, anything is almost better than the job I have now.

I walk up the stairs to my room and throw everything down, feeling down I open the newspaper and begin to read, one add sticking out at me more that others, it read:

Wanted young female to work few hours, live in help, but not maid or nurse good pay. call:

Picking up the phone I dial, what would it hurt to see what this job is for?

It rang twice before someone picked up the phone.
 
Justin

My name is Justin Howell Emerson. For my purposes in relating recent events I will be J. To understand the need for my add I must explain. I'm an historian and a writer. My focus is American history. Like all accedemics I have studied abroad and infused myself in other cultures to gain the nuances only aquried through partaking in daily life. Rome, Paris, Amsterdam, the icons of history never lit a fire for me. Sure France is abloom with colorfull events and people but the mudain cycle of revolution, social change, econimic disaster, revolution is a tired study. America, that is the history I fell in love with. Not only the introduction of modern democracy but heck it is recent history. No ancient text or language to sort through here. Fresh ideas, fresh stlyes and fresh culture.Yup this has been the subject of my work. It is in the midst of my latest research that I find myself in need of a assistant.
You see, I have been working on a brief synopsis of "Presidential Privlege" and within the halls of the national archives I found the "little black book". In extrem detail it discribes events that have taken place in the Lincolin Bedroom. Like all scholors when my intreast is peaked I chase every lead and angle. Like a blood hound I follow the trail down every rabbit hole and through any hedge. Having been on this particular trail for 2 weeks leads me to my need.
I have been so focused on where this book is taking me that I have neglected the affairs of my house. Though single, I still have bills, light cleaning and sustanance to provide myself. Ever since the books erotic exposure of dealings within the White House I have woefully neglected daily needs. This is why I find myself talking to you. I do not need a maid pre say I need a woman to run my daily affairs while I chase these rabits loosed in my study!
 
While talking to you the job sounded like something I could handle. We set up a time and I was to meet you at your house later that night.

I found your place easy enough and rang the bell waiting for an answer.
 
When the doorbell rang I was pleased to notice you had arrived on time. As I opened the door I was suprised to find you looked much younger than you had sounded on the phone. Dressed profesionaly, you apeared confidant and sure. I was glad you did not seem imtimdated at meeting a strange man at his home at night. The last thing I wanted was to frighten such a lovely creature. As I led you to my study I caught a wiff of your perfume and I had to will my mind back to the task at hand. When we arrived I was embarrased at the mess I had allowed to acumulate. Papers, books and notes seemed to sprout from everywhere.
 
"Hello" I say lookig around at the mess. "Wow umm this is a mess. You do need some help." I say before I slap my hand over my mouth.

"I am sorry. My mouth seems to get the best of me sometimes." I say as I back up and hit a wall.
 
I guess it is obvious. I have been so ingrossed in this book I have neglected my office and home. I would love your help to get things back in order. I can pay you the first week up front and if you would like I have a small apartment over the garage you can stay in to help with the cost of the city.
 
" I would love to have this job. I am not happy with the one I have, and to live somewhere close would be great." I gush with a smile. I can't contain how happy I am.

Without thinking I rush up and give you a hug and kiss on the lips.
 
Wow, I was not expecting that! Your kiss caught me off guard. As you stepped back I was wishing I could return my own impulsive desire to kiss you more. Deeper and longer but I did not want to rush our relationship. Asuming it was an innocent show of aprieciation I will wait to explore the possibility of this getting physical. At least I was able to apply a quick hug during the brief embrace and you felt wonderful. I lead you to the desk and begin to introduce you to my filing system, work area and offer you a tour of the rest of the house. We walk through the kitchen, past hallways and bathrooms toward the bedroom. Rather then being too bold I open the bedroom door just half way as an attempt to make it seem casual. Secretly I wish you would ask to go in. My room is designed to reveal enough about my secret side without being too obvious. Only a few of my tools are visable and those could be for relaxing to the inocent observer.
 
Back
Top