"You're just not getting it. Just do as I tell you no questions. You'll know when you're done when I tell you you're done." she says.
"Ok." I whimper.
"Good girl. I'm going to go out for a bit. I don't want you slacking while I'm gone. I may have cameras in rooms throughout the house so keep that in mind." she says as she grabs her keys and heads for the door.
She's gone now. Where shall I start? I had thought about turning the game on, but I dismissed it as an option. Who knows when Cindy could walk in and catch me slacking? I wonder if she really has cameras throughout the house. All of these questions were flying through my head and I had no answers. I let out a sigh and just get to work. I start off in the kitchen. I finish up what few dishes there were and began wiping down everything i could from the counters to cabinets. I take my time but stay busy not really knowing when Cindy was going to be home. I move on to the living room and vacuum everywhere and fluff the many pillows on the couch. I would never do anything like this if I had my way. The doorbell rings. I drop what I'm doing and go answer the door. I hesitate to answer the door for a moment and just go for it. I open the door just enough to poke my head out and there stands the neighbor's oldest son, Richard. I freeze; I just know he'll recognize me. He must be back from college and visiting his family.
"Oh hello, is Cindy home?" he asks.
"No I'm sorry, she just stepped out." I say in a feminine voice to try and disguise myself from being humiliated.
"I was just coming by to ask if I could borrow some movies. I know she has a pretty large movie collection and there's nothing on TV right now and my parents don't have dish. I'm bored out of my mind over there." he says.
"Come in and I'll let you grab some. I'm sure she won't mind." I say welcoming him in.
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