This is the way women are supposed to be. There was a part of me that loved the feeling I got from tending after others and keeping things beautiful, ...the familiar tingle between my thighs that reminded me of my true purpose as a woman even in this day and age. Sir gets lonely a lot and I was there to help. He works long hours at the university and needed a companion to look after things. I needed a place to stay so we worked out an agreement. I would be Sir's personal maid and he would be my. " Just be sure it becomes ingrained in your new personality," shegrinned as she was leaving the room.I did take her advice and wandered down the corridor, very conscious ofmy appearance in peach satin housecoat, with my thin eyebrows, colourednails and lips, and keepers in my ears. It took serious concentrationto overlook my phantom erection and to keep my attention directedoutwards. My smiles for hospital staff that I met in the corridor werereturned in kind, usually with a comment such as,. At the opposite side of the room, there stood an antique looking sofa against the wall between two doors. On the doors, they could see golden colored numbers. The left door had the number three on it and the right one four.The girls also noticed that it was a bit chilly in the room. Which became more obvious when even Dina and Janet could feel how their nipples reacted on the change in temperature. Of course, with their clothes on, Sandra and Melinda couldn't see what happened to their friends'. Later that night I was thinking about her and got excited again and jerked off again.I then decided that I should try talking to her more freely the next time we meet,so that she could understand that I was interested in what she had to offer. A lot of days passed and but I could not see her..Then this 1 day while parking my car I saw her car enter the building and I got all excited..But I didn’t want to go to the lift 1st making it obvious that I was waiting for her so I started acting as if I.