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PostSubject: Hard Labor   Fri Dec 06, 2013 5:39 pm

"No! Ms. Fortier doesn't like to keep books on the coffee table." It was morning, 8am to be precise. As her boss said she began work at 7am.

Her first day started with a staff meeting in the staff lounge where Juliet was presented to the other three maids. There was Ms. Peaches, who appeared to be a nice, cheerful lady, Mrs. Bladerash, whom she already kind of met the other day at the end of her tour of the complex and then there was her oh-so-sweet trainer, Mrs. Cutler. From the moment it was announced that this old lady would train Juliet, she could see that Mrs. Cutler was not at all delighted about the arrangement.

So far they have only managed to clean the kitchen of Ms. Fortier's appartment, which didn't really take long since the woman is a very clean person. Mrs. Cutler was practically yelling at Juliet all the time, pointing out every little detail about how to properly spiff up the room accordingly to the tenant's preference.

"But... it's a coffee table. Don't most people keep magazines and books on it for others to read?" The girl asked the old lady.

"Oh sorry Ms. I Know Everything, so are you telling me that I'm wrong you incompetent girl?" Juliet's heart was racing and began to experience first signs of anxiety. She didn't know how to talk or ask questions to this woman. Everytime Juliet said something she attacked her.

"N-no no. I-I just-"

Mrs. Cutler gave out a frustrated sigh and yanked the books from Juliet's hands. "Stupid bafoon." Said the old lady as she went to the shelf next to the piano, where she put away the books.

All Juliet was left doing was cleaning the coffee table and vacuum the living room, kitchen and dinning room while Mrs. Cutler fixed up the bathroom.

"U-um... excuse me Mrs. Cutler." Juliet said a bit nervously.

The old lady turned to her with a scowl. "What?"

"I um... I'm done vacuuming."

"Whoop dee doo. What about the dusting? Did you clean the dinning table? Polished the shelves? The piano? Made the bed in Ms. Fortier's room? Anything else?"

A whole bunch of swearing was going through the girl's head. The old lady was lucky Juliet had to be professional about it all. So she just smiled really hard at the woman and spoke through her teeth. "No, but I'll get to that Mrs. Cutler."

"You better or else it'll cost you your job." She went back to scrubbing the toilet after that.

First day on the job and already Juliet wanted it to end. "What's her problem? Old lady... hag..." Juliet mumbled as she began polishing the wooden furniture. The clock still remaind on the eighth hour, lunch won't be until the afternoon much to Juliet's dislike.

"Okay let's see how you are doing." The old lady looked at the piano first, checking for any smudges, which she found. "What is that?" She raised her voice and pointed at the smudge.

"A smudge."

"You think Ms. Fortier will be delighted to find a smudge on her expensive instrument?" The scolding began once more.

"No... I don't believe so Mrs. Cutler."

"Well get rid of it."

Today was going to be a very long, slow day.
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sat Dec 07, 2013 7:22 pm

The bubbling water raises a hearty scent of coffee from the maker. It fills the kitchen and makes Madden almost want to get up. Beau yawns as he gets ready for work. It had been another quick weekend of partying with Madden til dawn at random spots he can't even remember. So many types of liquor and women he can't tell what his mouth was wrapped around half the time.
Now its time for work at the mechanic/body shop for custom and domestic cars.
He debates "Irish-ing" up his coffee (which meant putting whiskey in it.)

There's a knock at the door. He walks over and opens it to the old sour faced maid, Mrs. Cutler, and the fresh faced Juliet. At least he's in his navy blue work jumpsuit that hugs his figure. "Come on in, ladies," he steps out of the way and waves them in. "Got your work cut out for you. It was a wild ass weekend and I don't think we picked up a thing. He admits with zero shame.
He pours a thermos full of hot black coffee and packs his lunch. As he sees Juliet start to pickup and Mrs. Cutler out the room he walks over and sits near her. "That outfit is cute on you. How old are you?" He openly asks Juliet.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-@-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Lye enters Juliet's room and gradually looks through her things making certain to put everything back where he found them. He isn't sure what to expect and the best way to find out is to investigate. She doesn't have anything suspicious or even sexually oriented like a vibrator. Quite boring, but at least she's pure.

He heads the lobby where he spots the shut in. "Good morning, miss Gedra. Have the maids visited your home yet?"

She flips through her mail without even looking at him she answers. "No."

"Hmm, I wonder what's taking them so long? Mrs. Cutler is training her and I guess she's changed her schedule around to accommodate Juliet. I truly hope she can keep up."

Gedra hums and turns away. "The old lady is wearing her bra on the outside."

Lye looks over to Mrs. Balderdash who is cleaning the curtains and sees that indeed her bra is on the outside of her dress. "How do I approach this?"
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sun Dec 08, 2013 9:11 pm

Ms. Fortier's appartment was left spotless, except her daughter's room since she had requested all maids not to clean it up in order to not spoil her daughter. Juliet asked Mrs. Cutler which appartment they were going to clean next and to her horror they were going to the bachelor's appartment or as Mrs. Cutler called them, the hooligans. As they waited for either hooligan to answer the door Juliet prepared herself mentally for what she was about to see once that door opened.

Mr. Haydn answered the door wearing a navy blue work jumpsuit to which gives Juliet the impression that he's a mechanic. Cool job. If only he weren't a drunk. He allows them in and immidiately Juliet could see what he meant by "wild ass weekend." There were clothes all over the place, the floor was barely visible, condoms in the trash can and out, empty liquor bottles... among other atrocities that Juliet can't even register at the moment.

She leaned close to Mrs. Cutler and asked her. "Where do I start?"

"This is why I hate cleaning here after weekends. We need some more equipment. You start picking up all their crap while I get some heavier cleaning products to get the smell of liquor out of here." She stared at the old lady walk out the door and begged in her head for Mrs. Cutler not to leave her alone. Please! Don't leave me here with these two hooligans!

Well... no use complaining or anything. Just get it over with. Juliet began picking up all the liquor bottles and threw them in the trash can the maid cart had. She looked up to see Mr. Haydn who was sitting next to her.

"That outfit is cute on you. How old are you?" He openly asks Juliet.

She stared at him for a few seconds. He must've been hopelessly drunk yesterday. Mr. Anderson had said her age the other day, not to him but he was there, to Mr. Hoftmen when he was trying to get that cat dude to be more appropriate. Nevertheless she just nicely answered his question since she must remain professional and polite.

"I'm sixteen." She kept picking up all the empty bottles lying... well everywhere. Her face went cherry red when she found a used condom on the floor. Juliet bit her bottom lip as she stared at it. Gross, gross, gross, gross! She just threw it in the trash along with the other trash.

"Yep... definately a wild ass night."


*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Both Ms. Fortier and Evangeline left before the maids got to their appartment. Corie had to go work at the office and drop off her daughter at a daycare nerby her work place. Eevee always asked her that it would be easier to let her stay with Lye, but Corie doesn't trust that man one bit.

"I'm sorry sir, but Mr. Van Husen is at a meeting at the moment. May I please take a message?" Corie sat at her desk at the office wearing formal work attire. A black fabric skirt with matching vest, pantyhose and heels. For accessories she wore a silver, diamond ring and earings to match. As a secretary for a fashion company she had to always look her best and wear the latest fashion in formal attire that the company provided. She couldn't complain it was nice and comfortable.

Her day went as usual; managing all of her bosses meetings, clients and personal agenda. Also filing documents and making sure all important messages and calls got through.

Speaking of calls and messages that morning she got one from her other more... unsual employment. Another mission that can be done with quick and easy. Tonight she'll need to leave Eevee with someone, but who? Certainly not Lye.
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Tue Dec 10, 2013 1:37 pm

Beau can see the disgust on Juliet's face as she cleans this abomination of an apartment. "You should be wearing latex gloves if you're going to be picking up that latex." He warns her not even sure whose seminal sack is whose. He should be flat out ashamed of himself. "Don't freak it's not like this during the week it's just the weekends in the summer. Town tends to get wild it's hard to keep it in your pants." He tries to excuse himself. "Make sure you watch yourself and stay safe." He looks at the clock, gets up, and grabs his lunchbox. "See ya," he gives her a quick wave as he exits.
-_-@-_-

Madden yawns wide as he sits up he feels. . .sticky. Who was he with last night? He glances over at the sleeping body next to him. That was right he finally hooked up with the pool boy from that prestigious, snooty, private country club down the road. He's a buff cutie that really took him for a ride. He must have a lot of experience in holding his load from having to bang all those old broads who play grab ass by the pool side. Madden wonders how he can do that without wanting to throw up after having to see those wrinkled vaginas.

He shakes off that thought and goes into the bathroom. He turns the water on hot and takes a whore-shower* so he can be back before his lover wakes up. After he turns off the water he shakes to drip dry, but then he hears the door open.
"Ready for round 16?" He flings open the curtain with a grin ear to ear which disappears when he spots that the person on the other side isn't his buff pool boy but rather that underage new maid and her face isn't happy to see him as she stares in shock. "So...you want to take a picture? It'll last longer."


whore-shower* a quick shower where only the genitals are scrubbed or washed with or without soap
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:19 am

Mrs. Cutler made it back with all the heavy equipment they will need to get the stench and stains off of... well everywhere. It was all so messed up Juliet couldn't even understand how two people could live in this dump or how they could let their living place get this bad. Yeah men could be messy, but this place... this place was beyond messy. It was like a hurricane had passed through twice!

Juliet hasn't even gone through half the liquor bottles that were lying everywhere in the appartment. Everywhere she turned there bottles: on the counters, hiding all around the sofa, piling up in corners, on the coffee table, on every other furniture. My god...

"Put the gloves on! What do you want to get filthy?" Mrs. Cutler said, throwing Juliet the latex gloves.

"Sorry Mrs. Cutler."

"Sorry? That's the first rule. Are you stupid?" It was dumb of her to not even put the gloves on so she let's that slide. "Here take the old towels from the bathroom in the master bedroom and replace them with these new ones."

Juliet sighed and walked to the bathroom muttering to herself. "I hate that-"

"Ready for round 16?" She just fell totally silent at the sight in front of her. It was the half-naked cat man from the other day... only this time Juliet has now seen him and his... friend in all his glory.

"So...you want to take a picture? It'll last longer."

How in the world does a maid handle this?! Indeed how? The world of the maids has now gone from what she once thought was just cleaning... to being witnesses of the most impossible things and being dragged or stumble upon the most unexpected situations. Like walking-in on a showering spliced up man.

"Aaah!" She just threw the towels at Mr. Hoftmen and closed the door.

Mrs. Cutler quickly walked into the room. "What the hell are you screaming about?"

"O my god! I-I-" Her sentence was cut off when she saw yet another naked man getting up from the bed. "Who is that?!"

The man turned to them, the sheets still covering his lower half. "What's all the fuss?"

Juliet ran out of the room. "Oh my god! I can't-"

Mrs. Cutler shook her head and sighed heavily. "Sorry for disturbing you sir. I'm the maid of the efficiency. That was my trainee. Excuse her please, it's her first day."

"Tell her to pipe down. Some of us are still trying to sleep." He said to her sternly.

"Yes sir. Sorry will not happen again." Mr. Hoftmen was probably still in the bathroom butt naked, which would explain why Juliet reacted so extremely, Mrs. Cutler had no choice but to go in and grab the dirty towels. "Always scaring away the children." The old lady said as she took the towels and made her way out, closing the door behind her.

"Juliet!" She called out to her trainee.

Juliet peeked out from behind the entrance.

"For heaven's sake girl! What have I told you about the importance to be professional?"

"Mrs. Cutler-"

"Don't you "Mrs. Cutler" me you incompentent child. Get your butt back in here and finishes picking up the trash! We are already behind scheadule, because of your childish antics!"
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Fri Dec 13, 2013 12:53 am

Madden is blinded by fresh white towels as the crazy little made dashes out with some kind of weak scream that he can only describe as a dying baby goat. "Idiotic prude," he hisses and wraps a towel around himself.
From the hall he can see the front door wide open. As the maids re-enter Madden is not amused.

"She walks in on me in the shower, you disturb my guest, and create such a messed up fuss over something you walked into as if it was my fault?!" He goes off on them. "If it was just me that wouldn't be a problem, but you woke up my special friend and that's fucking rude, vous prude débile vierge!" He is talking just to Juliet on that insult.

From behind him walks his lover fully dressed. "Kitty, I'm going to go this place is much too loud and I've got a pool party to cater tonight. Can't get any "tips" with bags under my eyes." He kisses him on the cheek and leaves.

"Dammit," Madden is showing his teeth. "Thanks a lot, Mrs. Cutler, good job on not invading our privacy." He goes into a whole black-girl stereotype voice. "You're lucky Beau isn't here because I'm sure he would've thrown you out that damn window if you cock-blocked him. Now finish cleaning this mess," he knocks over a pizza box w/pizza onto the floor, "and don't bother me."
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sun Dec 15, 2013 12:17 am

Juliet was about to cry. What had she done? She had just not only embarrassed Mrs. Cutler, but also got her in trouble too. On and on she went scolding Juliet and lecturing her about how she must ALWAYS under ALL circumstances remain professional. If she made one mistake and upset the tennants, all that will be directed at Mrs. Cutler, since she is the one training her and the one in charge.

"I-I'm sorry Mrs.-" The old woman held up her hand at Juliet.

"It aint me you have to apologize to." Mrs. Cutler said sternly and went back to cleaning the monstrous mess.

The girl knew perfectly well to whom Mrs. Cutler was refereing to. With a deep breath she worked up the nerve to go to Mr. Hoftmen's bedroom and knoecked on his door. When he answered all silent and shooting daggers at her, Juliet knew that she had been dropped right on his bad side.

The new maid looked down, being all submissive. "Please forgive my... unprofessional behavior sir. It won't happen again. You have my word." He didn't answer, just shut the door on her face. Which hurt her feelings, but who cares? She apologized and all she can hope is that no more mistakes happened.

"You better make sure of it missy. Or else I'll be the one to get you kicked out the door." Mrs. Cutler threatened

It took almost all their lunch hour but the two maids had left the bachelor appartment almost spotless... almost. There were a few stains and ripped fabrics here and there, but it's not like they even cared. Tomorrow this place will probably go back to it's destroyed state.

"Alright it's as good as it will ever get." The two maids left the efficiency and went to the elevator. Mrs. Cutler pressed on the first floor button to get them both to theservants quarters.

Confussed, because theyw ere suppose to take care of Lady Gedra's appartment Juliet dared ask. "Um... Mrs.-" Again she was cut off."

"Your unprofessionalism, childish and slowpokeness work has put us both off scheduale that we missed our lunch hour. We'll have to leave the rest of our duties until after lunch."

The doors opened and as Juliet was about to get out Mrs. Cutler pushed her back in. "I'll put away the equipment/ It's faster that way." Translation: "you've done enough help for now."

With that being said the old lady slowly walked away. Juliet stepped out of the elevator and just stood there for a moment. Mom and dad must be soooo proud.

The girl went to her room to get her shoulder bag and wallet. Then went back to the elevator. As it closed and Juliet stood in it for a minute, looking down at her work shoes. Today has begun so bad she might as well be fired, but then again it's just her first day and her first time working. Can't they cut her some slack? Juliet pressed the ground floor button to go to the lobby and get out of this place to get something to eat.

In the lobby she could see Gunther reading a magazine. She completely ignored him, not really in the mood to speak to anybody.

"Oh hello new-" Juliet just quickly walked passed him and went out the door.

"Touchy."

Outside was sunny and the streets bustling with people that were enjoying their vacation. Juliet walked around the streets aimlessly, not completely sure of where she's going. Though at this moment she had to be cleaning Lady Gedra's appartment, her lunch hour has changed. She had an hour to eat.

Juliet found a nice cheap enough restaurant where she could buy a little something to ease her starvation. She sat at a lonely table in the corner of the restaurant, devouring her meal when out of the blue appeared this good looking brunnette kid that was around her age.

"Hey."

"Hey." She said finishing her meal and cleaning up.

"Eating your feelings?" The boy joked.

"Ha ha." Juliet laughed sarcastically. "Leave me alone." The girl stood up from the table, threw away the leftovers and walked out the door.

As Juliet walked down the street she realized something... she's lost. Damn it! Can this day get any worse?! She had no clue of her surroundings nor how many lefts and rights she made. Work would start over in ten minutes and she had to get back.

Juliet grabbed her cellphone and dialed her boss' phone number, not caring how embarrassed or pathetic she felt about getting herself lost.

"Mr. Anderson... I'm sorry to bother you, but... I'm on my lunch break and I went out to eat... I'm lost." She blushed. "Think you could... I don't know, come pick me up?" She told him her surroundings and the name of the street she was on.

Today so far has been nothing but a disappointment.
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sat Dec 21, 2013 1:49 am

Madden could give two shits less about how sorry this teenager was and though he would normally have to offer a bribe for flashing someone underage, but this was his apartment and this bitch cost him his morning screw. So shutting the door in her face was the nicest thing he could do. He plopped into bed face down to take in the smell of last night which didn't help his comfort level.

After the help had left Madden strolls out into the clean room and retrieves the newspaper from out front of his door. He yawns as he flips through it until he reaches the "Arts" section which advertises that a museum only 1 town away is holding an exhibition of rare, expensive gems and artifacts. He smiles and the anticipation builds within him. "Why do they make it so easy?"

~~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~~~

Gedra glances at her watch and realizes her cleaning ladies are not on time. Typical of a new arrival but she can't wait around for them. She has to meet her informant in only ten minutes so she grabs her coat and heads out. Hopefully, they won't be sifting through her things while she is gone. It would look suspicious if a couple of maids had to "disappear".

~~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lye is organizing papers in his office when he receives a phone call from his newest, cutest employee Juliet. "Yes?"

"Mr. Anderson... I'm sorry to bother you, but... I'm on my lunch break and I went out to eat... I'm lost. Think you could... I don't know, come pick me up?" She admits.

"Sure, I know where that is I will be there in two shakes of a lamb's tail." He quotes an old saying. He was looking forward to helping out this little damsel in distress. He hops in his car with the retractable roof and heads out.

~~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Yo, Beau, how was your weekend?" A man with Jersey accent slaps Beau on the back as he walks by.

"Nothing special." Beau reaches back into the engine of the classic Cadillac.

"C'mon, this guy," the man turns with a huge smile, "you have the wildest weekends of anyone I know. You got girls hanging off your nut sack like squirrels. Don't you dare leave out them juicy details." He's so loud everyone in the garage can hear him.

"If I gotta brag then I would have something to over compensate for," Beau jokes back, "Vinny."

The others get a good chuckle out of it when Beau stands up and turns around to see the new maid sitting on a park bench all alone. This town didn't have any buses so what was she waiting for?
"I'm going on my lunch break. See you in half an hour." He wipes off his hands and walks out.

They watch as he crosses the street to the young lady. "Geeze, can you believe this freakin guy? Nonstop," Vinny points out as if impressed and annoyed with him at the same time.

Beau approaches Juliet not knowing exactly what drove him over to her, but tries to play it cool. "What are you doing out here all by yourself?"
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sat Dec 21, 2013 1:08 pm

Definately going to piss off Mrs. Cutler. Juliet sat alone on a bench at a park nearby, where she's waiting to get picked up by her boss. On her lonely bench she stared at the pavement, contemplating her poor preformence and clearly childish demeanor towards every little task she was given during the day by her trainer Mrs. Cutler. It was obvious that there are a lot of things she will have to change about herself; like ditching her teen ways which is actually her entire self. The employed adult life was in every way different from teen life. There can't be mistakes, always remain calm at situations and above all be mature about everything. If she lost this job her parents will have her head, especially her father, Japanese fathers are very strict and expect highly of their offspring, be it girl or boy. Since she's an only child her father expects her to preform highly in anything she's put up to.

Juliet sighed there's so much she has to do to prove her parents she can handle this task they dumped on her for the summer.

"What are you doing out here all by yourself?" A familiar voice made it's way to her ears. Juliet looked up to find it was Mr. Haydn. He looks a little messy and dirty... yet still sexy.

Surprised to see him here she looked behind him and noticed there was a mechanic shop acrossed the street. He works there? A few other mechanics stared at them smiling and nodding as if this was some kind of show. Was it?

She went back to Mr. Haydn to answer him. "Oh just... thought I... would like a walk..." She smiled but quickly frowned, this day totally drained the pep out of her. "Okay I'm lost. I'm waiting for Mr. Anderson to pick me up. What about you? Hope your day isn't shitty, Mr. Haydn." Though she didn't want to dump all her frustrations on him she desperately needed an ear and a shoulder to cry on. Is venting with Mr. Haydn considered "inappropriate"?

"Excuse my language." Should she be appropriate at all times? It's not like she's on duty at the moment and Mr. Haydn and Mr. Hoftmen don't seem like the type of people who give a damn about mannerism. Ah... Mr. Hoftmen...He hates my guts.
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sat Dec 21, 2013 1:28 pm

At a French themed café Ms. Fortier ate her lunch happily with her little girl. She always went to the daycare to pick her up for lunch. Across from her Evee was, yet again playing with her food, making her vegetables talk.

"Nuuu don't eat me!" She said the last words of her small tomatoe. "Look it mommy Imma dinosour eating leaves. Raawr!"

"Evangeline Fortier, how many times have I told you not to play with your food?" She said cleaning the dressing off her daughter's cheeks. "You got dressing all over you face." Corie laughed. "Stop playing and finish up. Mommy has to get back to work."

All around them were other tables equipped with cute umbrellas to shield the customors from the heat rays of the summer Sun. It was so hot Corie had to take off her vest. She wanted to dine inside, but Evee really liked to sit outside under the umbrellas.

"Can we have dessert?" Evee asked her mommy.

"Sorry darling we can't. I have to get back to the office."

"Aww... okay."

The two ladies were making there way back to the car when a man bumped into Corie. A dark haired bussiness man who Corie assumed was on his lunch break as well. "Careful monsieur." She looked at him sternly.


"Excuse me miss-" He was cut off as he stared at Corie, entranced by her looks.

"My eyes are on my face." She noticed he was checking her out.

"Uh... sorry miss. I'm-" Corie cut him off.

"Did not ask for your name. Good day monsieur." SHe said walking away.

He smirked as he saw her disappear down the street. "Feisty. I like it."

"Who was he mommy?" Evee asked.

"Some weirdo ma petite."


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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sat Dec 21, 2013 2:58 pm

Juliet keeps everything very proper when it comes to her explanation. She was obviously very frustrated, but she was keeping it pent up like a rising volcano.

"First of all don't call me Mr. Haydn I'm just Beau. I don't need to feel old when I'm not." He corrects her. "Second you don't have to be all proper I really don't give a shit." He pulls out his cigarettes and lights one. "Third, I'm fit, I get laid a lot, I live w/a crazy gay cat-boy room mate who's in love with me, and I love my job so my day is never really shitty so don't worry about me." He offers her one.

"Besides getting lost and having to clean the disaster area of my place what's got your day in the shit hole?" He asks. "Not good to keep it all inside or you could snap. I don't want you blowing your brains out in my apartment I do love that couch." He makes a dark joke about it.

~~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~~~

As Lye makes his way to Juliet he spots Evangeline and her mother at a cute French cafe. How that woman holds to her roots so tightly Lye will never understand. He pulls over in time to see a man trying to hit on her and feels a bit off put by his advances. He wouldn't want Corie to get involved with some creep who isn't worthy of Evangeline's time. Childhood is much too precious in his eyes to let anyone waste hers.

He leans against her car as Corie approaches. "Making friends?" He pokes fun. "If he happens to be bothering you, you know I can deal with him." He offers. "Wouldn't want anyone inferior around my angel." He's referring to Evee.
He holds out his arms to his daughter and embraces her tight. "You know I can watch her from time to time when you're at work. I do need to spend more time with my daughter."
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sat Dec 21, 2013 4:45 pm

Corie was opening the car when out of the blue appeared Lye. Was he doing here? Stalking her every move? Or maybe he too wanted to have lunch out.

"Making friends?" So he was watching her. It didn't matter at all since she knows all he cares about was Evangeline. Though his little jealous-like tone was a little selfesteem booster for her. Lye wouldn't be jealous about other guys hitting on Corie, but since she became his during that little courtship back then it was probably more like feeling offended that Corie may be trying to get with other men. Still she liked it that he got that way anyway.


"If he happens to be bothering you, you know I can deal with him. Wouldn't want anyone inferior around my angel." Corie grinned at him, leaning closer to him.

"Oh Lye dear, you know as well as I do that I am yours," She brought her lips closer to his ear, mimicing what he did at the end of their little fun back when she was fifteen. "forever. But I can not help it that men want to approach me." She pokes back, leaning away. "Evee knows who daddy is. As do I." She admits.

Evangeline looked up at her mother smiling at her upon hearing those words. It was a joy to see them exchange sentences for once. Maybe that dinner helped a little?

This time Corie felt alright enough to look at the two of them embrace. Even though she doesn't like Lye very much it still warmed her inside to see that Evangeline was happy.

"You know I can watch her from time to time when you're at work. I do need to spend more time with my daughter." Again with that. So many times she has heard this from both Evee and Lye. There was no way she was going to allow it. Ever.

"Lye... Evee is fine with the day care. She has friends there."

"Mommy, please, can't I stay with daddy for the rest of the day?"

"Baby, we are not discussing this right now I have to get back to the office. Now get in the car, please."

Evee crossed her hands at Corie and looked sternly at her. Next thing Corie knows they both went into a stern glare contest. This was ridiculous. "Evangeline Fortier, you get in this car or you're- you're grounded." She threatened.

"Not until you let daddy look after me some time."

"One... two..."

"Ugh!" Finally the little girl gave up and went in the car, not wanting to be grounded. Evee could be so stubborn.

Corie turned to Lye. "This... this what I have to deal with. She gets that from you." Corie let out a chuckle as she leaned against the car, feeling crappy that her daughter was now mad at her. When it came to spending time with Lye she hated to say no, because as much as she hates to admit it, he's the father and they both were entitled to spend some time together.

Taking a deep breath she made a desicion. "Okay look... I have to work late today. At eight O'clock you can come pick her up at my place and watch her for the night. In the morning I will go pick her up at your place. Is that alright with you?" Parenting is so hard.
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sat Dec 21, 2013 7:50 pm

Juliet sat up to look at Beau as he went on. "First of all don't call me Mr. Haydn I'm just Beau. I don't need to feel old when I'm not." He corrected her form of adressment to him. Noted. How old was he? Early twenties? His sexy looks sure say so. Though there are people who could pass for a certain age and turn out to be a different one. "Second you don't have to be all proper I really don't give a shit." Noted. Though I kind of figured. Juliet raised an eyebrow at him. So Beau's not only a drinker he's a smoker too. How was she not surprised? "Third, I'm fit, I get laid a lot, I live w/a crazy gay cat-boy room mate who's in love with me, and I love my job," Greeeaaaat, "so my day is never really shitty so don't worry about me." Juliet giggled at his "third" part. Gues inproper men were a ride just like Temple had told her once. He offered her a smoke, but Juliet shook her head, holding up her hand; she doesn't want to develope lung cancer.

"Besides getting lost and having to clean the disaster area of my place what's got your day in the shit hole?" He asked her. Strange Beau didn't strike her as the type of guy that would care enough to ask about other people's problems. "Not good to keep it all inside or you could snap. I don't want you blowing your brains out in my apartment I do love that couch." Noticing his dark joke she didn't know wether to laugh or just shrug it off.

Better take the opportunity to vent out all of her frustrations before he changed his mind. "Where do I start?" She slumped on the bench then sat up again to begin her rant. "I hate being a maid. Mrs. Cutler has literally every waking moment yelling at me about every little thing and calling me names. I hate that old hag. She's NEVER satisfied about anything I try to do right and if I do she just points out all the stuff I should've done this way or that way. If I hear her say one more mean thing to me again I swear to god I'm going to vacuum her toungue out! That old lady maid Mrs. Bladerdash creeps me out, flashing everything in sight. That creepy shut-in woman took a pic. of like she was some kind of hit psycho, that's gonna put me on her list. Your appartment is abominabal. I found and saw a shit load of unidentifiable things that I think can only be found in my worst nightmares." She stop for a moment, her cheeks got rosy. "Both of you leave your underwear everywhere... and I believe you when you say that you get laid every day." She went on to the most emberrassing part. "Your room mate creeps me out with his spliced up looks. He hates my guts because I cock-blocked him ACCIDENTALLY and oh..." Her cheeks got even redder with that image back in her head. It even gave her shivers. "I saw him in his birthday suit." Feeling her face must be beet red she covered it up with her hands and let out an exasperated hoff. "And I just want to go to the beach in my new bikini and go to a summer fair on a board walk, eat candy and junk food, meet some guys, go out on a date, swim in a pool until I'm all wrinkly and go party all night without a care in the world. I wish I could've gone on the summer trip I planned the whole semester with my friend, but nooo. Mom and Dad-" She grunted. "I hate them! I hate them so much I want to tie them up on train tracks and let the train run over them!"

Juliet had to catch her breath after finally letting it all out.
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Fri Dec 27, 2013 10:53 pm

Beau listens to this girl who goes from normal complaints into homicidal thoughts that make him furrow his brows at her. Madden always tells him that kind of expression creates lines which makes him look old and he shouldn't do it, but what he's hearing deserves the sacrifice.

"Damn, that's stupid." He shakes his head. "Now I see why I don't normally ask."
He has to take a deep drag of his cigarette before saying what he thinks next. "Mrs. Cutler, as "charming" as she can be, takes her job seriously just like me. Lose your job, lose your paycheck, lose your shit. Now if you lose your job you go home to a family that supports you so why should you care, right? Every job has a douchebag that gets on your case. Whether it's this summer or when you're 50 it doesn't change." He points out. "You don't think someone else isn't riding her ass when shit isn't perfect? You've met Madden how do you think he treated her at first?"
He takes another drag.
"Okay, I know my apartment is bad, but it's still my apartment and my friend so whatever to you. I apologized. Can't handle it? Quit. I don't give a flying fuck." He has to let her know how rude that was though true.

For this next part he turns to the side and points at her with the two fingers holding the cigarette. "Your parents have obviously fucked up and it's not by sending you to work at the precious age of 16 it's they've spoiled your scrawny ass too much. My dad sent me to work as soon as I could drive at age 14. I wanted something cool I had to work for it. They fed me, clothed me, kept me healthy, a roof over my head and gave all the essentials the rest was up to me. What makes you any better?"

He lets that sink in for a moment as he finishes his cigarette.

"Now if you're worried your vacation is ruined why don't you open you eyes? Look around you, for real, look around." He waits for her to do so. "This place is a nightclub. After your work is done why don't you go out and have some fun? Make new friends. Who is stopping you? Work hard, party hard, and make your summer this off-the-chain fantasy you made up inside your head." He gives the best advice he can.
"Alright, I'm done. Take it or leave it doesn't matter to me as long as I don't have to hear some kid bitching about being a spoiled brat who isn't getting her way."
He steps on the butt of the cigarette. "See ya," He waves to her without turning around and walks back to work.

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"You have a point I wouldn't want to deprive Evangeline of her friends socialization is an important part of childhood development." He concedes to agree with Corie there. "But she has the entire school year for that, my dear."
He isn't helping Corie's stubborn attitude in dealing with an even more stubborn child. When she says Evee gets it from him he can only give her a smug smile knowing full well it would be a compliment if only it was his characteristic. NO, that was definitely a Valentina attribute.

Once in the car Corie breaks down.
"Okay look... I have to work late today. At eight O'clock you can come pick her up at my place and watch her for the night. In the morning I will go pick her up at your place. Is that alright with you?"

"That is splendid. I will buy some snacks for our sleepover." He agrees. "We'll rent a movie, practice piano for your recital, and eat junk food. How does that sound, my angel?" He has to bend to see her in the car.
By her reaction he knows it's a grand way to reel his daughter in closer. He would really enjoy being her favorite parent. There's still so much he wants to teach her.

"Seat belts everyone, drive safely, see you tonight!" He taps on the hood as they drive away.

He hops back into his car which he left running and hurries to his new employees location. As he approaches he sees it's right across from where Beau works. She appears a bit distraught.
He pulls up and waves a friendly, hello. "Is there anything wrong, Juliet? Do not worry we will be back to the apartment in no time and I will not dock you for being tardy it was not your fault. I should have driven you to get something to eat to begin with," Lye apologizes.
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sat Dec 28, 2013 12:31 am

Though all her frustration was out of the way Juliet was now feeling stupid and pathetic after hearing what Beau had to say. Hurts to hear the truth, but it was all for her own good. He was right, she could just quit, but then that would just make her look even more bad. It would just show how much of a brat she is. Juliet pondured on the word "spoiled". Was she? In Juliet's head she wasn't. Aren't teens suppose to just live their teen years with nothing, but partying and having fun with their youth? Well if that was called being spoiled then talk about a reality check.

Juliet looked up as she heard Mr. Anderson, who arrived to take her back to work. Doesn't matter how soon they got back. She was tardy and Mrs. Cutler will have her head. At leas Lye was cutting her some slack, but in a way it made her feel worse as a human being.

Once she sat next to him in the passenger seat they drove off down the street. "Please sir don't apologize. It's not your fault at all. I'm the one that's sorry for getting lost and pulling you out of work to come get me. You're a busy man, you don't have to take care of me so much. I mean... that's what I'm here to do. Learn how to... care for myself." Juliet felt like she was a burden he didn't have to carry. Her eyes were beginning to tear up but she quickly whipped away the tears, folded her arms, took a deep breath in order to fight back the sobs and just stared at the scenery that quickly passed by. She didn't want anyone else knowing how upset she was, less her boss.
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sat Dec 28, 2013 7:01 pm

Lye hears a very sincere young woman trying not to let him feel guilty for her short comings.

"Juliet, I am your boss so I hold you at a certain standard, but I am also a father so I am human. It's not a huge problem whatever I need to do to help my employees because you are all like family. I try not to take anything too seriously due to life being so unpredictable." He lets her know he isn't mad. "Do your job the best you can and that's all that's required." He reaches over and touches her hand.

"Let us get back to work!" He is boisterous. When he takes his eyes off the road for only a moment there is a transient jay-walking with a grocery cart full of cans. Lye swerves but still hits them all head on. Cans go flying in every direction like rain and the man dents the hood. As the wheels screech to a halt he is thrown back into the road. "Oh no," Lye heaves. "Stay here." He orders Juliet.

He hops out the car and sees if the man is still alive. The homeless man groans and gets to his feet before Lye can stop him. "Sir, it was an accident. Are you alright? I can take you to a hospital."

The homeless man ignores Lye and walks back towards the car. He leans against it as he makes his way around the passenger side. He pauses for a moment and it's then Lye realizes that he's moving his hand in front of him in a peculiar manner. Lye dares to walk in closer and much to his disgust the homeless man is grinning wildly as he jerk off towards Juliet in the passenger side window.
"You are a degenerate!" He runs around the car, hops in the drivers seat, and takes off. Whether or not the guy is injured or not Lye could care less the man was masturbating at the tender young Juliet. "Are you alright?" He asks his traumatized employee.
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PostSubject: Re: Hard Labor   Sun Dec 29, 2013 1:49 am

It was a relief to hear that Mr. Anderson didn't hold it against her for getting lost and just wants her to do her best, but still she felt as though she wasn't giving it her all and looking back on it now, all she did the entire morning was complain and, as Beau called her, a spoiled little brat. True, Mrs. Cutler was a mean old hag, but she just takes her job seriously and, who knows? Maybe she was just being tough on Juliet because she wants her to be a good employee.

Juliet should take this whole thing seriously too. She chose to be here and work to fend for herself. She should start acting like it. As her friends always told her when things looked rough, 'Suck it up and get over it'. Just take it like a sir and go with the flow. Work will have to come first, but there will be time to party. It's not like she will work all the time. Surely there will be a day off inbetween somewhere.

A loud bump shocked Juliet out of her train of thought. Did they just... ran over a person?! Juliet was freaking out this could not be happening.

"Stay here." Her boss ordered.

Oh my god. Please let that poor man be alright. She Mr. Anderson trying to offer the homeless man help, but he just ignored him and limped toward the car and rest on the passenger window. Juliet locked her door and stared at him, a bit scared and unsure of what he was going to do. She scooted a bit away from the window... and the homeless man just stared at her grinning and... Dear lord in heaven what in the god forsaken world...?

The girl blankly stared at him in shock and disgust. Her body trembled and her eyes twitched. This guy was jerking off infront of her. Juliet began to mumble, saying she wanted to leave, she wanted to be somewhere else, she wanted to crawl into a corner, she wanted to disappear from the face of the Earth.

Mr. Anderson angrily got into the car and sped off. "Are you alright?"

Juliet only stared at him in shock, the color in her face was totally drained. Her head slowly turned back to her window, a bunch of other cars and buildings passed by them really fast. This place is no night club, but a giant cage full of degenerates.

"I-I-I-" Speach was something she couldn't recall ever doing. Juliet got in a fetal position and burried her face. Never in her life had she come across something like this. It was gross and disgusting and everything in between. It made her feel as though she's nothing but an object. I wanna go home.
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