Fiction about Sacrifice Maid for luxury t-girls
I was once a gardener for a very wealthy man named Mr. Smith. I worked hard every day and took pride in my work. My parents were very poor and therefore I had to find a job right after high school that would give me some money if I ever hoped to go to college. I was 22 years old and lived in a dingy apartment as well. Mr. Smith was always a good boss to me, and one day he approached me with a proposition. He told me that in the four years that I’d worked for him I’d been one of his best employees and that I deserved better than a gardener with a life in a shady apartment. He offered me a job inside the mansion where i would have a room provided for me though there mifght be some changes in for me. Disregarding this brief warning, I immediately agreed. “Wonderful,” Mr. smith said, “I think tou’ll enjoy your new job and life much more than your current ones.” With that, he had some men go to my apartment to transprot my belongings.I was excited for my new life though I had no idea how new it would actually be.