He knew it would be an interview unlike any other. Getting well paid domestic work in a large, well run, and cash rich estate was very difficult these days. Because there were so many applicants for each position that ever became available, the wealthy who lived in these mansions expected much higher standards now, and often they wanted their staff to be on call for almost anything, at anytime.
Some of them had some bizarre, or particular rules that the staff were expected to follow too. When they were paying top money for this type of staff, it was just expected.
Jack was a little nervous. He had been accepted for an interview at the Dansett Hall estate. He had obviously heard all of the industry gossip about this particular employer, and was as curious as he was anxious.
He had been waiting in the small room just off the main hallway for almost thirty minutes before the cute petite maid with the dark bob cut hairstyle and blood red lipstick had arrived to tell him that his interview was now to start. She led him along a side corridor that ended at a plain, but heavy looking oak door. She knocked lightly and awaited a response.
'Come'
The female voice from the room the other side of the door sounded stern, but not oppressive. The maid opened the door, and led Jack inside. The carpet was a rich burgundy colour, and was deep pile. Very expensive he thought. There was a large mahogany desk in front of him, with large french doors open behind it. Between the doors and the desk sat a gorgeous redhead who he took to be the woman in charge of running the house as she was wearing a sort of uniform that seemed halfway between the maid's outfit, and a business suit. It consisted of a black tight fitting skirt, and a slightly off white silk or satin blouse that fitted very well, and over this she wore a dark grey coloured short blazer type jacket. She had very pale skin. He looked around the room as he stood in front of the desk. There was another maid standing beside the door that they had just entered through. She was a little taller than the brunette that had brought him in, but was just as slim and elegant looking in her immaculate grey uniform and gloss black heels.
'My name is Angela, and I am conducting the interviews for the position today. How was your trip here?'
'Fine thanks, though the walk from the main road up the drive was a little long, there is a lot of parkland around the estate.'
'Yes there is, the family likes it's privacy. I have already taken a look at your credentials, and been in touch with your referees, and everything looks to be in order. In fact I was pleased to get the application from you. I have heard good things about you from my sources, and was hoping that you might apply. We are very fussy about our household staff, as I'm sure you are aware.'
'Err, yes, I have heard that.' Replied Jack carefully.
'Did you read the documents that I sent you yesterday?' asked Angela looking Jack directly in the eye.
'Yes, I did. You have some particular rules here I noted.'
She smiled slightly, 'Yes, we do. But those rules make for a happy household, and more importantly, happy masters. You are aware that the rules apply to all of the staff?'
'Yes' he replied, suddenly remembering that the maid was still standing by the door listening to the conversation.
Angela slowly rose from the chair behind the desk, and walked around to stand in front of Jack. She leant back a little against the edge of the desktop.
'Okay Jack, a little test for you. What colour knickers are the female staff allowed to wear?'
Jack swallowed slowly. He knew the answer, but couldn't believe he was actually going to say it out loud. 'The female staff aren't allowed to wear any knickers, unless requested to do so by management, or the owners of the house, or for medical reasons,'
'Very good Jack. How do we discipline staff who misbehave?'
Again, Jack hesitated, but a little less than before, after all, the maid in the room would already know all of the rules so he shouldn't feel embarrassed should he?
'There is a set of stocks in the lower basement, that the owners or management may place a member of staff into for a period of no more than two hours. During that time, any other member of staff may humiliate, deride or reprimand the person being disciplined as long as no physical injury occurs.'
Angela sounded impressed with the fullness of his answers. 'Very good, you are certainly one for the details aren't you? Ok, now that I am satisfied that you know your job, and probably all of the rules, I have one more test for you. This is Claire.'
Angela gestured towards the maid that had been standing silently by the door. As she did so, the maid elegantly walked over to stand beside Jack. She was quite striking in her appearance now that he could appreciate her close up, with shoulder length dark hair and beautiful dark eyes to match. Again there was the striking red lipstick, though a slightly darker shade than the first maid had been wearing. He turned back to Angela, who he now noted only wore a pale pink lipstick which was barely noticeable. Jack was starting to feel much more relaxed by this time, and was rapidly becoming more comfortable with the whole interview process, in that there seemed to be no process, just a very casual chat between him and this manageress.
'Now, Jack, I have to administer one last test to ensure that you are definitely suitable for this household to take on. How long ago did you last have sex?'
The question seemed to slap him in a way that left him momentarily speechless. And just when he thought that the whole thing was going so well too.
'Erm, sorry?' he stammered.
'When did you last have sex?' she repeated.
His mind rapidly reversed through his previous couple of weeks. 'Well, not since about this time last week I think, but I'm not one hundred percent sure which day, why?'
