But how can she disguise beyond recognition?. The next day, she went and registered a new mobile number before going the saloon to cut her hair. She repainted her fingers, increased her eyebrows definition and fixed an artificial pale blue eyes. She left her nose and did a permanent lips make up, after which she did a permanent face make up.This went a long way to disguise her. She was looking totally different and more prettier than before. She got home happy but it remained one thing. Her voice."What if I change my accent? What if I start speaking like to local Mexican?" She asked herself. Though she knew it would be pretty tough but she decided to give it a try. She was ready to do anything to become Randy's house help.She download many Mexican movies and dictionary and began to practice in her house. Few days later, she began to to speak with some trace of Mexican accent. At this point, she was ready. Ready to strike the second time. This time, she was more than prepared to con

Tricia got to the house and knocked. Vicky was busy watching her favorite program when she heard a knock on the door. She knew who was knocking. She was expecting Tricia."I'm coming." She said and got up from the seat, then headed towards the door to Open it. She got to the door and unlocked it. She opened the door and was surprised on how Tricia looked. She was well dressed. Her clothe was a little clingy but not sultry, though she nearly looked like a classic babe. "Welcome, you can have a seat." Vicky said, ushering her to the couch situated directly opposite her sit. "Thank you very much, maaam." She sat down gently and continue to look around as if she haven't seen the place before."So, this morning, I'm going to teach you how to clean the tables and other appliances. I know you may have an idea on how to clean but I want you to be doing it on my own way. You have many things you need to learn. I'm sure you will learn fast."I will try my best, maam. Your satisfaction is my p

"I don't think this is the best solution. We have enough room in this mansion. Giving her a room won't cause any harm." Vicky said."You want a girl to live with us in this house? Are you sure you know what you are saying?""I don't know what you are thinking but she's a nice girl. She can't think of doing any harm to us. I can easily control her. She's Royal." "I don't trust her. She May not be what we think she is. I'm not buying the idea of letting her live with us. I can add some bucks to her salary for her daily transport." Randy insisted. "It's alright. I won't continue to drag this with you." She said and laid back down on the bed. it wasn't long and they drifted off to sleep....The next day, Tricia arrived and started off with her daily routine. Randy had left before her arrival. She cleaned the whole house and took care of the kitchen before leaving for some personal activities.She came back afterwards by evening. She was in the kitchen when Randy arrived."Honey! I'm

An hour later, Vicky was taking her bath when Tricia knocked on the door."Come in." Randy was already completing his tasks. She pushed the door open and got in."Are you ready to go?" Randy asked."Oh, yes. I'm totally ready. I'm done cooking." Tricia grinned at him. "You can wait for me in the sitting you. I'm coming.""I will be waiting." She replied and left the room.Randy rounded up with what he was doing and more his clothes."I'm going to drop her!" He alerted Vicky before leaving the room. Tricia was waiting inpatiently in the sitting room."Let's go." He said as he walked past her and she joined her. Randy got into the car and fired it up, then opened the front door for her "Get in." She got in and Randy started the long drive to her house. There was silent in the car. Tricia was thinking of how to start things out "How was today's work?" She asked, breaking the awkward silent. "It was fine. Just as usual." He replied keeping his attention on the road. Even though he wa

It was 5pm in a cool evening the next day. Randy was sitting in Saplux restaurant. He had an appointment with a client. He had told him to wait for him in the restaurant. His client was a drinking type and had arranged for a meeting in the restaurant with him. He sat at the extreme side of the bar, sipping a chilled wine while waiting for the man.He was not a type of person that drink in restaurant. But because of a huge contract which he didn't want to loose, he had to succumb.This was the first time he was visiting the restaurant. Every single thing in the restaurant was made out of nice warm wood, and they are never in lack of any type of wine and beers. It was a luxury restaurant. The drinks are costly, far more than other places. You can call it a vip restaurant. It wasn't overly loud. It wasn't a betting, casino or gambling restaurant. There was nothing like darts or pool tables. It was more of a modern and cooler joint, and it attracted a young wealthy people. They comes the