My name is Esta and I work for a wonderful lady called Molly. I keep her house and affairs in order and look after things for her generally, but particularly when she is away on business. This happens a couple of times a month and my story is about what happened to me one of those occasions.
I ought to tell you a little about Molly and I before I begin. Molly is a successful business woman working in the field of software consultancy. She hires herself out to companies who want an expert to tweak their internal computer systems to make them function more effectively. She is tall, dark and always very elegant.
I'm 30 years old, slim, blonde -- at the moment - and have a happy outgoing manner. I also happen to be be quite switched on and manage Molly's affairs very well which is, I hope, why I got the job in the first place.
So, on with the story. Molly had been away for a couple of days when I received a text from her telling me that she was returning sooner than previously planned. She asked that I arrange her favourite Chinese meal for approximately 8 O'clock that night and to have a bath ready almost immediately after.
Both of these things were simple, but the first required that I contact the local Chinese restaurant and arrange for them to prepare Molly's meal so that I could collect it 15 minutes before she was ready to eat. They were perfectly happy with this arrangement, having done it many times before.
I decided to call in at the restaurant that afternoon as I had some other tasks to complete in town and it would save me making a call later.
I walked into the restaurant and met Suzie for the first time. She was of oriental descent, small and slim, but with exquisite curves, beautiful lips and very long, shiny, silky dark hair. She smiled at me as I walked in.
"Hello, my name is Suzie..what can I do for you?" said the goddess I was looking.
I struggled with a dry throat briefly before gathering my senses and announced, "Hi, I'm Esta, I'm here to arrange an order for collection later today."
Suzie smiled at me as I first explained what the arrangements were and then she began to take my order. As she was writing everything done I felt my pulse quicken as I watched her. She was most definitely my type! She looked up and noticed me staring.
"Is everything OK?" she asked, tilting her head to one side slightly.