I put Clyde to sleep an hour ago its 11:00 so the Montclairs will be here in 30 minutes. I hear the door open I go down stairs to hear a loud crash I run down to see all the commotion I froze in midsstep when I saw Mr. Montclair kissing, frenching, and groping her bitting her lips but this she was not miss Montclaire. Forcing myself from my rigid position I run upstairs before I can be seen they head into the guest room I'm silently at the dark end of the corridor they can't see me. I spent the night in my room in next to the guest room I could hear their pants and moans. ~I check my phone 11:39~. I walk out side my room the lights are still on the hollow glow is enough to illuminate the guest room door which is slightly ajar. I open it a inch and "Dios mío(omg)" I whisper to myself. I see nothing except a word written in cursive "scorpio". The only thing keeping me from getting close is the cries of an infant. Instinctively running out the room to Clyde. I open the door Clyde is half way standing in his crib in an out stretch motion. "You just ate" he makes a little whimper I scoop him up in my arms. Holding him by my waist and my other hand around the stair case railing.
THANX 13 READERS I KNOW IT'S A LITTLE TO MUCH EXAGERATION BUT I DIDN'T EXPECT TO GET THIS MANY READS THANX PLLLLLZZZZZ COMMENT ASK QUESTION.
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The maid
RomansaLeah Miller a maid in a uncommon home home in California She is desperate for a job and pay for her collage tuition Gabbie Field after getting out of a bad relationship and looks for a fresh start
