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*Tristan* I open my mouth and close it again. Luna Barbara is again cleaning the imaginary dust in my room, humming as she does so and swaying her hips. ‘Is this woman high on something?’ I wonder. I’m about to tell her to get out when there’s a knock at the door. I need to put on some clothes, so I grab a pair of jeans and try to put them on underneath the towel. I can see Luna Barbara looking at me from the corner of her eye and giggling. I open the door to find Mark standing there. I step out into the hall in just my jeans and no shirt. “Did you get the memo that we now have a new chambermaid?” I ask. His brows fuse together in confusion. “Why would we need a new chambermaid?” he asks. “Luna Barbara is in my room cleaning right now. She is wearing the maid Giggle’s outfit,” I expl