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Andrea sizes the maid up. Though the maid’s legs are a little shorter and her waist a little thicker, she’s about the same size as Ruby. “Can you change into some of these clothes right now?” Andrea asks. “Do you mean me?” the maid asks in disbelief. “Yeah, what’s your name?” Andrea asks. “You seem like a nice girl. If I ask Andrew to assign you to be my personal maid, will you do that?” The maid nods without hesitation, before remembering to answer the question. She smiles brightly, “My name is Alice Channing, by the way.” When Alice emerges from the living room wearing her new clothes, Andrew’s mistresses stop and stare at her. Ruby circles her slowly, taking in the luxury watch and designer clothes. The emerald studs in Alice’s ears are almost as large as a cat’s eye. Ruby sniffs di