





A concept: imagine you hire me to clean your house and I arrive in this tiny crochet dress, with absolutely nothing underneath. I get to work, and I catch you staring. I blush and immediately look away. I start arranging your office, and you correct me because you like things organized in a specific way. You are in the middle of showing me how you like your pens, when our hands brush. We look each other straight in the eye, I feel my face slowly heat up, and then you laugh. I straighten up and get back to work feeling confused & on edge. You leave the room still smiling. (What do you think? Should I continue the story?) 😜