[23:20] George Emkin: Hey Maid, how're things? I'm just dropping you a line to let you know I'm free to continue our game today if you fancy, though sadly I'd need a copy of the logs as my hard drive opted to crash out over the weekend, taking them with it.
[23:24] Maid of the House: Good evening. I am at a new location with a new machine, so I don't think I have them either.
[23:26] George Emkin: Shoot, let me think.
If I remember right George'd been picked up by the head maid and informed that basically the rules were:
-Don't leave the property for a year or so for any unreasonable length of time
-No one on the staff can be fired
No inkling of what the catch was yet or what was going on.

Your call if you want to do a small time skip and pick it up or if you'd rather start something new.
[23:27] Maid of the House: Well, give me a brief moment.
[23:29] George Emkin: No worries, take your time
[23:31] Maid of the House: I have found a backup
[23:32] Maid of the House: 3 20:39] [user]Maid of the House[/user]: "For quite some time. You could go through the library if you'd want to have a more accurate answer, or you could look through the documents. I believe the place was appraised by a professional antiquarian at some point." Aurora replied simply, continuing to drive. Just as she said - soon enough he could see the cast iron fence start on the left. There was a snow-clad garden just beyond it, a small house barely visible in the distance. That was probably the groundskeeper's house, though he had never been there before. The manor itself became visible after the road did another half-turn along the fence, the massive building coming into view. Four floors, each of them an old-style five or six meter one. Ornate decorations crowding around the windows, a various collection of baroque statues leaning out of the walls...yeah, those he remembered. But he did attribute the sheer mass of the house in his memories to his age. That...didn't seem to be the case. He couldn't even see the fourth floor clearly from the car window!

The automobile soon turned into an automated garage door, the main gate remaining closed as the car slipped right into its established space. "We are here. It is a short walk from the garage to the main entrance, but please keep your coat on. It is rather chilly outdoors." Aurora killed the engine and promptly stepped out of the car, quickly circling to open the door on George's side and stand by as he'd get out. "You seem to have brought little luggage with you."
[23:33] Maid of the House: 0:47] [user]George Emkin[/user]: "Well, I was planning to have the rest brought up later. I'm pretty light handed. Besides I'm hoping to get some clothes down in town and sort of build up what I need as I go. It's...well, I guess I decided to travel light for now." he admits, no real reason for it, just the fact that travelling public transport is the worst and made worse with more bags to look after.

He climbs out and puts his mitts in his pocket "By the way I was wondering, the will mentioned the servants would stay on. How many of you are there Aurora?" he asks, hoping to get some details on that at least.

The house itself is fantastic, he can't wait to get a better look at it and explore its secrets.
Another thing he'll laugh at himself for in the future.
[23:33] Maid of the House: [user]ouse[/user]: "At the moment the estate has thirty six servants on the grounds." Aurora spoke neatly as she waited for him to put on his gloves. The garage was heated and clean, with a clean, concrete floor and walls holding some essential supplies. There was a few drawers and shelves, though all of it was neat and orderly. There was probably a mechanic on the staff too. Once he was ready - Aurora stepped towards the exit, moving through a hefty door onto the main passage from the gates towards the manor. The two-sided driveway circled around a small arrangement of flowers and statues, with low lamps illuminating the path. The short walk gave him enough time to appreciate the front of the manor, several large windows illuminated from the inside, a couple well-hidden cameras here and there, and the sheer mass of the old place.

Aurora didn't seem troubled by the cold as she walked, pausing in front of the hefty main door to open the smaller one built into it. He remembered that there would be a massive entry hall just beyond here...
[23:33] Maid of the House: 03 21:03] [user]George Emkin[/user]: "Thirty si-" he stops mid-step. Then he'll hesitate and follow after "Well that's quite the staff. I hope I'll get to meet them all as time goes on." he'll say, more than a little intimidated by having that many people on the staff.
On the other hand at least he's not going to be alone up here, given the size of the house it'd be a bit nerve wracking being alone up here.

"Do you mind showing me my room first before anything else? I should probably have a quick wash and a change of clothes before anything else." under that coat he's scruffy as sin and more than a little ashamed of it.
"By the way Aurora, how long've you been working here?" he's quietly wondering if...no, probably not, she's too young to have been working here when he was little.
[23:34] George Emkin: Perfect, cheers.
[23:35] Maid of the House: I am not sure how much energy i have at the moment, sadly.
[23:36] Maid of the House: Would you be so kind as to start us off again?
[23:37] George Emkin: No problem. I'll do a bit of a time skip then:
[23:40] Maid of the House: sure
[23:40] George Emkin: George makes small talk as they head to his bedroom, the master bedroom.
Upon entering he feels terribly guilty for a moment and almost asks if the staff would prefer him using another one, just for a few months while they mourn, then he realizes that's a frankly absurd idea. It's been 6 months since his Uncle died, they've had time to mourn.

He'll politely excuse Aurora and ask her to inform the kitchen that he'd like to eat with the staff tonight if at all possible so he can get to know them.
Of course, it's not likely to work out like that but it's a nice gesture and shows he intens to treat the staff like people rather than property at least.

Then he takes a nice, long shower, cleaning off and washing himself clean, scouring the bus travel off him before switching into some clean clothes and feeling all the better for it.
When he returns to the room there's a bell on the side table, he picks it up and, feeling a bit of a pompous ass for doing so, gives it a little shake before waiting to see if anyone turns up as he draws the curtain of the four poster out the way and takes a seat.
[23:52] Maid of the House: The house really was immense. The entry hall alone could fit a three-bedroom apartment inside of it, stretching up two floors with a grand staircase at the end. They took it to the second floor, before taking another, hidden one up to the third. The master bedroom was located there, a lavish thing, with a massive bed clearly meant for more than two, a walk-in wardrobe, a separate bath with a toilet and a shower stall... Aurora left him to his own devices easily enough.

The shower was just perfect. Modern amenities mixing with the olden look and brass knobs, the collection of strangely off-brand bathing supplies only adding to the experience. The place was really well stocked. Huh...that was weird. The man could feel as if he lost some hair when he game his body a rinse with the body gel. Namely, a few patches of body hair washed down the drain before he even realized his skin was turning smooth! At least the bath had robes as well...

Checking the main room again - he could tell that they have prepared for his arrival. The various clothing all seemed to be at least vaguely in his size, as well as perfectly ironed and neatly folded...

"Yes, Master?~" Aurora popped out of the door almost as if she was waiting right outside it. "I do hope your first impressions are positive?"

[00:01] George Emkin: George's far cleaner than he was when he arrived and far more relaxed. He smiles as he enters and adjusts the white cuffs on his shirt as he puts in the cufflinks "Everything is perfect." he tells her before saying "Thank you for getting everything stocked up by the way before I arrived. Though, I didn't expect the depilatories to be mixed in with the body gel." not that he's incredibly hairy to begin with, being a younger man.

"I was wondering if we could take a look around the main halls, I remember most of the manor, the guest wing, the ballroom and the west wing." which is where they currently are "But I want to make sure I'm not forgetting anything, I was rather young when I stayed here." and he doesn't remember half of it. It was a strange, blurry summer with lots of forgotten days that washed in to one another.

"I'm also hoping to get a quick bite to eat while we tour. By the way is there any paperwork I need to sign or the like?"
[00:16] Maid of the House: "Hm? Oh, that was the old Master's preference. All the staff use the same hygiene products as you do, for simplicity, and as a part of our code of conduct..." Aurora idly pulled one of her sleeves up, revealing completely smooth, silky and hairless pale flesh. "Sadly, it would take time to procure replacements if it is not to your liking."

"Of course." Aurora motioned, moving to the window. The large, panoramic view of the snowy valley below was outright breathtaking. Just faintly - he could see the sides of the other manor structures if he leaned forward enough. "First floor contains various public areas, such as the large dining room, the ballroom, reading and display rooms meant to entertain guests and a game room. At the end of west wing, right beneath us, in fact, you will find a veranda." George could see a large, glass half-dome if he looked straight down from where they were.

"Second floor contains offices, a library, the overlook room facing the rest of the grounds, guest bedrooms and two smaller dining rooms. The rooms meant for servants are sprinkled in across the manor, listing them all would take far too long." Aurora motioned around them. "The third floor contains your personal rooms, Master bedroom, Master bathroom, your office and several smaller bedrooms meant for relatives and close friends who would be staying for extended time. There are also a few other rooms with more specific goals, but I believe it would be better for you to tour them on your own. Finally, fourth floor has the winter garden, scenic overlook, an observatory and the computer room. A bit old-fashioned, I know, but sadly that is one of the few places in the manor that has reliable reception."

The maid nodded as she finished the exposition. "I will arrange for a quick lunch. It would be prudent of you to read and re-sign the will and the deed, but that can wait for some time."
[00:17] George Emkin: (Sadly I need to get going, still I should be free and on tomorrow through Sunday with any luck)
[00:17] Maid of the House: (It happens)
[00:18] George Emkin: (Night Maid)
[22:53] George Emkin: Evening Maid, how're things?
[22:59] Maid of the House: Good evening. Maid is moderately fine.
[22:59] Maid of the House: If somewhat tired
[23:00] Maid of the House: My Internet is also being somewhat uncooperative at the moment
[23:00] George Emkin: Ach, I know how that feels. If it's too wobbly to play then no worries, things like that always come first.
[23:01] Maid of the House: It should work well enough. Allow me a moment.
[23:01] George Emkin: No problem, I'll put together my reply in the meantime
[23:08] Maid of the House: [sub]This took a little bit of fiddling[/sub]
[23:12] Maid of the House: (This should now be fine)
[23:13] George Emkin: Grand, right then;
[23:17] George Emkin: "Well I suppose it's no bother either way, I'm just not used to being hairless." he admits as he inspects her arms. Not that he's particularly hairy to begin with. He's young after all and a [i]touch[/i] soft around the edges to start with.
He follows after, asking en route "Do you have the code of conduct written down anywhere? Just so I know things in the future. I wouldn't want to be complaining about things that're just how things are done." besides he can always change things that way if he's really got any problems with any of the standing orders.

Each time they pass a window George turns, savouring the view. He's been skiing in the past and enjoyed every moment of it. Part of what he's always remembered about the manor was the snow, beautiful and pristine on the distant mountain tops.
The entire place is as perfect as he could ever dream of a home being. The kind of place he'd happily spend the rest of his life, sure it's a little out the way but that's the trade off for a view like that.
One he'll happily pay.

"I might take a look in the library this afternoon and go for a bit of a walk afterwards up to the winter garden before exploring, sort of get a feel for the place." he says, not realizing until much later that she effectively just admitted that the servants quarters are a bit of a warren that it'd be terribly easy to get lost in. "Oh and I'll sign off on the paperwork right away, the sooner it's done the better after all, I wouldn't want to forget about it or have it hanging overhead."
A computer room? Honestly he didn't expect the manor to have any nods to the last century, maybe his Uncle put it in after he visited.

"Is there anything else you think I should know about for the moment? Or that's relevant?" the guest rooms are a nice idea, at some point he might ****** family or some of his old university friends. The place is so out the way though that, well, it's a bit unreasonable to think they'd come all this way.
On the other hand, who knows. It is quite the sigh and they might enjoy a decent holiday up here in the mountains.
[23:29] Maid of the House: [sub]Ok, I have to apologize, but I don't think I can currently scrounge up the proper mood. It has been a day-too-long.[/sub]
[23:29] George Emkin: (No worries Maid, life happens, catch you in the future though)(
[23:30] Maid of the House: (Alright.)

[19:03] George Emkin: Hey MH, just dropping you a line to let you know I'm free if you fancy playing today. If you're not up for it though, no worries
[19:12] Maid of the House: Good evening.
[19:12] Maid of the House: We could try something, apologies, I was getting food before settling in
[19:15] George Emkin: No worries, life comes first, need the last line?
[19:19] Maid of the House: I have it
[19:27] Maid of the House: "You do not have to worry about that." Aurora shook her head. "That mostly is just for the staff to follow and should not cause you any issues. And if you would like to change our schedules or dress-code - simply talk to me." As seemed to be usual - Aurora was more than accommodating. "Over here, please." As they crossed into the second floor - the maid lead him to the end of one of the long hallways that passed through the entire wing of the building, ending in a double-door.

"This is the second floor overlook room." Aurora moved her hand after she opened the doors, motioning towards the entirety of the room. As seemed to be usual - the place had a thick, warm carpet, mixing with hardwood in some places around the tables and couches. A large window dominated the opposite wall, overlooking the main garden, currently snowed-in. The room had a small table, clearly meant for snacks or having tea, a bigger table next to the wall for something more substantial, a couple couches, half-empty shelves on the walls and chairs and ottomans semi-chaotically spread through the place.

"Please, make yourself comfortable. The food will arrive shortly and I will bring over the additional paperwork afterwards. If you need anything..." She motioned towards the silvery bell on one of the shelves.
[19:34] George Emkin: George takes in the room as he replies "Maybe, but I still wouldn't want to be a bother. I suppose if anything is on the list they can always tell me and I can decide to change it or not." he says as he draws one hand along the table, savouring the beauty of the room.

He picks one of the ottomans to sit in for now as he replies "If you have tea, I prefer that to coffee and if you have chai I prefer that to any other kind of tea, for now though just water if you please with the food." something that can be dried out of the paper if there's any problems. His eyes run over her and for a moment he's tempted to make a uniform based joke.

But he resists, sexually harassing employees on the first day would make completely the wrong impression, he stretches out and closes his eyes, getting comfortable as he waits to sign off.

He opens his eyes and adds, as an afterthought "Oh by the way, I'm more than happy to meet the servants as and when you please, feel free to organize it so that it won't get in the way of their duties as you see fit Aurora."
[19:43] Maid of the House: /me nodded. "I will pass the word." The woman smiled at him as the man settled in. This was unusual, but not bad. She did seem like she was trying to help to the best of her ability. As he closed his eyes - it almost felt like Aurora wasn't there at all...

In fact, when he opened them next - the woman was not there! Did he accidentally doze off..? Not likely. She must be really speedy and silent at the same time...

It would've been worrying, if she hadn't been the sheer paragon of accomodation this entire time. A few minutes later - the double doors opened again. However... This time, a pretty, petite redheaded maid walked in. She was wearing a similar, if slightly simpler uniform as Aurora, pushing a cart in front of herself. And he thought those only existed in movies... A simple, old-style tray with two layers, the top one having a large plate with two sandwiches under a glass cover and a tea set. The spices scent of masala filled the room almost immediately.

"Good day, Master. My name is Emily. Aurora sent me to bring you food." The girl stopped a few paces away, giving him a polite bow, before pushing the tray closer to his seating place. "I have brought some extra honey for the chai. If you would like anything else..." She was a good few inches shorter than Aurora, with slightly longer red hair done up in a simple bun. The girl's lithe body was tightly hugged by the dress too, enough to make out the lines of her figure beneath it...were those clothes custom-fitted?
[19:49] George Emkin: George hesitates when he opens his eyes to find Aurora gone. That's-
She's [i]good[/i]. Then again she's probably been training for this her entire life, no doubt there's some techniques to the whole thing, keeping quiet and moving quickly. He quietly promises himself he'll catch her next time, just to see what the trick is.

When Emily enters he gets up and smiles to her "Well, first things first Emily, it's a pleasure to meet you." he smiles to her as his eyes flick down over her "And let me see." he takes a look at the sandwiches and whistles quietly "...you had Chai on hand? I'm impressed." maybe they remembered from when he was little?
Or maybe his uncle liked the same thing. Either way he adds "Some mustard if you please for the sandwiches." as his eyes are drawn down every few moments.

He's always sort of had a thing for red heads. It's just a bit of a taste of his, he'll add "Is there anything else you'd recommend at the moment?" before he draws his seat forward again and takes it, pulling his eyes up to her face.
That uniform is going to be trouble, he can tell already. Not for anyone else of course, just for him and his fantasies.
[20:04] Maid of the House: "We keep a good selection on hand at all times. This includes tea, coffee and most soft drinks, though the latter is usually less preferable, as we do not have a supply arranged and restocking requires lengthy trips." She spoke simply, though in the same professional manner as Aurora. "If you would like." Emily nodded at the request, reaching onto the lower portion of the tray and picking up a small *** of mustard, complete with a ceramic spoon already in it, placing it next to the sandwiches. They seemed to be quite generous, with big slices of bread, and equally thick slices of what appeared to be ham and boiled chicken filet. "This one already has some curry sauce inside." She pointed towards the one with the chicken.

"Hm..." The question seemed to take her a little bit off guard. "If this would not be enough - I could bring over another salad. Otherwise, I could recommend asking me, or any other serving staff, to put the dinner on. Usually it is scheduled at seven in the evening." She spoke just as pointedly. The girl clearly noticed his stares. Or glances. Did she? Her back seemed like it arched a little bit more, pushing both her ass and chest out somewhat. Was she doing it on purpose? Surely not.
[20:08] George Emkin: George pulls his eyes back into line, either she didn't notice and she's just standing comfortably and he's making a big deal of nothing, or she [i]did[/i] notice and he's got something to be ashamed of for her noticing.
His ears burn slightly as he breaks eye contact to put the mustard on and adds "Oh it's fine, I can wait that long, I was just wondering what else was on offer."

It takes him a moment to think back over that sentence and realize it could've been worded a touch better. He'll finish with the mustard and offer it back to her "Here you are and this should keep me going long enough." as he glances to the door, wondering if the papers are going to arrive her explaining to him [i]that[/i] sort of service isn't on offer.
Hopefully she won't say a word as he lifts his tea and gives it a gentle cooling blow.
[20:16] Maid of the House: The girl paused, thinking again, but got cut off by the man's words just as she was about to reply. "Well, you could always ask the head maid for the full list of foodstuffs stocked. At the moment, I can tell you that the oven is preparing a turkey and there are various fresh vegetables and fruit, as well as preserves available at all times. I am not usually on kitchen duty, so I do not remember the stocks off the top of my head." Emily seemed to say nothing that he feared her saying. Well...good enough.

Aurora didn't seem to be there just yet. Meanwhile, Emily stepped over to the side and helped manage the food, swiftly arranging, putting things away or simply making sure that everything was within his hand's reach. She moved the tray to stay by his side after he took the *** and waited on him in the same silent manner. Honestly, having a petite eye candy nearby when he ate...where did that thought come from?
[20:26] George Emkin: "Well, I'll have to get a list so I know what we'll have to order in. In fact I should probably have a double check over the finances at some point." That part he says more to himself than to her as he lets his eyes rest on her.

He'll decide to see if she is teasing him, when he finishes his first *** of tea he puts it down on the side across from her and says "Would you mind filling that back up for me please Emily?"
It'd be very easy for her to circle around and pour it from the side the *** is on, it'd be just as easy however for her to bend over his lap a little to do so as he asks "So how long have you been working here Emily? And what duties do you usually take on?" just to keep the conversation going while she makes her choice as he half turns in his seat to talk to her.

That thought must've been his. It has been, well, a good week or two to get here on the cheap during which he didn't have much privacy.
Is it any wonder things like that form fitting uniform are bothering him?
He quietly promises himself he won't take it too far though, she's an employee, not a sexual plaything.
[20:36] Maid of the House: "Of course." The woman immediately took a few steps, moving behind him and standing on the other side, with the teapot at the ready. She poured the mix through a small filter, catching any leftover muck and leaving him with a pure, milky ***. Well, she didn't bend over his lap....but she did pointedly bend forward with a slightly arched back, in a way that stretched her uniform over her *******! She was, for a few moments, just a playfully raised foot away from looking like a pin-up! However, it was over just as quickly as it started, when Emily straightened up and placed the *** back down. "Would you like me to always keep it topped off?"

The girl blinked again, as if having not expected the question. "For a few years. I usually clean, attend to the master of the house or the guests, keep the estate organized and tend to the grounds and gardens when necessary. Additionally, I am one of the mechanics, when such work is required." She spoke rather simply. My. Another woman of many talents. Quite flexible too, if her casual poses are any indication.
[20:40] George Emkin: George stares when she's bent over, he resists the urge to lean back on his seat though as he savours the view.
"Of course, just keep it full until the sandwiches are done, that way I'll have a *** to nurse and think over when I'm reading the paperwork and that's quite a list of talents you've got there." he smiles "You must've worked quite hard to have that much under your belt."

Given she seems to be quite young, he'll put away another bite of the sandwich before adding "By the way Emily, as long as Aurora won't give you trouble for it later? You're welcome to get comfortable when tending to me. So, take a seat if you like." he gestures, hoping that she won't mind such an offer.
After all he's not sure how much they stand on ceremony in the manor.
"Hopefully I'll get around to looking in the garage some time over the next few days, when I do I hope you'll have the time to show me around?"
[20:46] Maid of the House: "Huh? Thanks, it's nothing, really. Aurora has been quite the instructor and the gardening is simple once you put your mind to it. And my father was a car mechanic, so I already had more than a few tricks for myself." She blushed lightly at the compliment, seeming to genuinely enjoy it, as she nodded to his request.

The maid seemed to be slightly younger than Aurora, in her early twenties, rather than late twenties. "Thank you, Master." Emily spoke, giving him a polite smile...but remaining exactly where she was, in the exact same pose. "And of course, I'll show you around, simply ask for me. There are a few cars, but we only use one for supply runs and another one for important business." So, the others must just be sitting there. Aurora was still taking her time. Or perhaps she was waiting for him to finish eating? Either could be possible. Maybe the papers are just not arranged properly, but judging by how prim everything here is - that is not likely.
[20:50] George Emkin: George'll finish his sandwich in his own time. He asks a few more questions but nothing of substance really, just filling the space really as they chat and she keeps him topped up. In the end he'll polish off the last bite and sigh "Next time you see the cook? Tell them that I'm looking forward to eating their cooking if it's as well put together as their sandwiches." he smiles.

Then he'll offer her the plate to put back and wait for the last top up as he adds "By the way Emily, is there anything [i]you[/i] would like to ask me? Either for yourself or anything that the rest of the staff are curious about? While we wait for Aurora that is."
[20:57] Maid of the House: "Thank you, I'm sure Kelly will appreciate it." Emily nodded, quickly stacking the dirty dishes, but leaving the man's ***, its little tray, the honey and a spoon behind on one of the smaller tables. She was very quick about it, where he perhaps would take more time. "Please, master, don't hesitate to tell me anything you'd like me to hear." Her reply, however, was once again painfully professional.

The girl immediately began taking the remains of his meal away, right after quickly swiping a few surfaces clean of trash and other things as she just moved on to the exit...and as if on cue - Aurora came in, holding the door for the girl. The Head Maid was holding an intimidatingly thick stack of papers under her arm, easily two or so inches of paperwork. "Hope the meal was to your liking? Don't hesitate to ask and the staff can prepare more." She spoke with the same polite smile, before walking over to the bigger table and putting the whole ensemble down. It had several files, stapled-together documents and bright-red bookmarks in important places just sticking out all over. "This is the basic clause. You do not have to sign a separate agreement with each of the maids, only about five signatures would do..." She spoke simply, leaving an old ink pen for him near the stack. Some of the papers looked outright yellow...
[21:00] George Emkin: George'll smile at the reply he gets from Emily, it's a cute one. She is rather professional, he can respect it. Either way he'll add a little honey to the Chai and turn to face Aurora.

He moves the tea to one side for the moment, just to avoid any problems with it as he comes to join her and gives a whistle "That's quite the load of paperwork. How old is all of this?" he asks as he takes a seat and skimreads, just getting the jist of it really rather than the full double-barrel of legalese.
Mostly because he doubts he'd understand it, still, some of it is old enough that he asks "How old are these contracts? Can you go through it with me, just to make sure I understand the full details."

He trusts her to be honest with him after all
[21:08] Maid of the House: /me nodded simply. "Most of it predates the old Master, in fact." She spoke idly, as if it was nothing of note. Several of the clauses were packed away into separate files, dozens of sheets in each making it hard to see some of it. "You mostly have to sign the front, then another line in the back." She pointed at a large line. "The entire package includes agreements with the staff, ownership clause of the land, the house and its contents, as well as some other things spread around the proving grounds, such as the guest house."

She pointed idly in one of the directions. "You may read through it, although that would take several days. Some of these agreements date back to the colonial government, in fact, so I would advise you against removing them from the files, unless you would enjoy losing the benefit of having a land purchase permit under the tax of "a barrel of fruit for the governor"." Aurora chuckled slightly. That would explain why he was told not to worry about taxation on his new property...
[21:12] George Emkin: "Ahh." George nods, that explains it, they're not just the contracts, they go back all the way. He'll say "Well I might get around to reading them one day. Probably copies at least." he'll simply sign where she tells him to for now as he works through, adding "I didn't realize the house was that old. It's got to have quite the history, Are there any files? Or books about it?"

Maybe he could write one, it'd give him something to do and a reason to learn more about the house.
Besides, it'd be fun, if only for his own satisfaction and interest. Either way he skims as he goes and is careful with the paperwork "Has all this been digitized at any point? I'd hate to lose a tax benefit like that because the paper gave way."
[21:20] Maid of the House: The pen was cold. It was a fairly modern ink-pen, though not without some traditional flair. Something caught on his hand when he was scribbling and it briefly felt cold too. The ink was dark red, thick, quickly absorbing into the paper.

"You have asked before, [i]Master[/i]." Aurora seemed to pronounce the word differently now. "There are records in the library, although it may take some time to find them." Aurora carefully closed the pile of documents, some of which genuinely looked like they belonged in a museum. "It has been, although it means little under modern laws. According to the more recent legislation changes - whenever the paperwork is updated - estates like this have to be investigated, assessed and brought up to date due to their value being tied directly to their condition. We can not simply digitize any documents issued before 1980s and keep their clauses, sadly. Now, if you wouldn't mind, I will put this back in the climate-controlled safe." Aurora chuckled briefly, holding the packaging back, along with the pen. "You are free to look around as you would like and please do not hesitate to use the services of the staff as you see fit. Emily told you that the dinner is around seven. There is no curfew, but most of the staff goes to sleep between nine and ten, waking up between six and eight. Breakfast is served at nine in the morning, but it remains, usually in the second floor small dining room, until you would deem to eat it, or twelve."
[21:25] George Emkin: George'll wince at the nip of something against his hand "If you could find them that'd be perfect." he waits until he's done before checking his thumb and finger.
He must've just felt it, probably the pen being out in the cold for a bit, it's metal all the way down so it probably just felt a bit funny.

"Of course and thank you Aurora, if anything comes to mind I'll give the staff a shout." he stops.
Use the services.
No, he decides she means ask for help. He'll hold the door for her on the way out as he adds "By the way, once I'm settled in I might have some friends over during the holidays. But we'll discuss that closer to the time."

Either way George'll let her go first before following after, ready to check out the library first as per his current plans.
[21:32] Maid of the House: His finger probably just caught on something, like the clip or the inkwell and the cold made it seem like something more.

"Oh, that could be wonderful. It has been a while since this place had any guests, but don't hesitate to ****** them. The guest rooms can easily hold ten people, more if they are couples, and if it is required - the guest house can accommodate at least half as much." Aurora nodded again, before walking out. "Simply warn us in advance to prepare the various arrangements~" My. She sounded almost playful for a second, but left quickly enough to leave the man wondering.

Aurora told him that the Library was on the third floor, among the other more private rooms. She had vanished into one of the smaller doors, supposedly to take the papers to safety. In the meantime, he was left to wander. Getting back up was easy enough, but once there - it would take time to find which one of the doors would take him to the bigger room of knowledge... Assuming he doesn't get distracted by the paintings, antiques and the contents of other rooms.
[21:37] George Emkin: George raises an eyebrow slightly at her tone. Still, it's probably just that she's enjoying the idea of actually having something to do beyond spoil the singular him.
Either way George'll take one look at the library and decide that it would be sensible to get some help. The first thing he's going to do is see if he can hunt down a librarian.

If not (And he doesn't try particularly hard since he doubts there is one), well, he's still in the mindset of someone that'd feel guilty bothering the servants every time he needs something and as such he'll venture forth alone to disappear between the stacks, stopping only to take quick looks at paintings now and then, unless something catches his eye.
Admittedly he's a bit aimless in his exploring, for today at least.
[21:44] Maid of the House: He remembered the paintings being a little fancy, but.... Now that he no longer had Aurora, or anyone else, just lead him around...

Fancy was the wrong word. Definitely hand-painted, in simple wooden frames, all of them stood out in their own ways. Here, a centaur was pouring wine onto his chest for two giggling naiads to collect into goblets. There, a winged, and *****, woman, a harpy perhaps, was diving onto another girl from the sky, who only had a thin sheet of linen around her hips. A fisher was sitting behind a stone and a mermaid's upper body vanished around the same area... Seriously...

He must've missed those when he was a kid. Either way, even if it took a moment - he found the library eventually. It made sense that it had one of the bigger doors too, almost sitting opposite from his bedroom in the house. There wasn't a librarian on duty and the whole thing was actually just two sizeable rooms with bookshelves reaching all the way up to the ceiling. Reading tables and couches, no windows. Neat. The whole place smelled of old book dust and there must've been hundreds of tomes of varying age here....
[21:49] George Emkin: George'll stop and take things in as they come, today his plan is to just get a feel for the place and settle in. To be comfortable wandering around without asking directions.
And so he has a bit of a read over of the titles and gets a feel for the place, where the library is located in contrast to everything else, he takes the chance to enjoy the view again and looks through the windows opposite.

Just the general once over really.

(Feel free to timeskip if you prefer, your call on what's important and what isn't, George's mainly getting a feel for the place today)
[21:50] Maid of the House: (I might actually need a break for the evening here, apologies)
[21:51] George Emkin: (No worries, cheers for running M)
[21:52] Maid of the House: (Hope everything was good?)
[21:55] George Emkin: (It's a blast so far, I hope George isn't too conservative on giving in to temptation for your tastes?)
[21:59] Maid of the House: (No worries, it is working out nice enough)
[20:29] George Emkin: (Evening Maid, how're things?)
[20:31] Maid of the House: (Evening to you as well. Things are slow and I am somewhat tired. It was a long day.
[20:32] George Emkin: Ahh, in that case if you're not free to pick things up, no worries. Just thought I'd drop you a line and see how you were doing and so on
[20:32] Maid of the House: That's understandable. My schedule has been a mess and generally all over the place as of late.

[12:12] Maid of the House: Merry christmas to you.
[12:12] George Emkin: Merry Christmas Maid, how're things?
[12:14] Maid of the House: Things are alright, if a little bit slow.
[12:14] George Emkin: I know that feeling. Well if you fancy playing a bit today I'm free and up for it
[12:15] Maid of the House: We could
[12:17] Maid of the House: Though I think I would need a brief refresher
[12:21] George Emkin: If I remember right George was exploring the library with plans to go for a bit of a walk around the winter gardens; basically he's getting a feel for the place today and it's your call if he runs into any trouble or not, we could do a bit of a time skip to that evening if you don't have any plans for the day itself, maybe to evening and dinner where I'm thinking George might have a drink or two and be a bit more cheeky/bold whenever someone bends over.
Your call
[12:21] George Emkin: (Want me to pastebin the logs from last time as well for you?)
[12:24] Maid of the House: Pastebin is now deleting/privating all NSFW content
[12:25] Maid of the House: I have most of the logs from the last bit anyway
[12:25] Maid of the House: Would you care to start us off?
[12:25] George Emkin: [url=https://justpaste.me/t8dQ]Used an alternative. God I hate it when companies decide to get opinionated on other peoples content[/url]
And certainly, want me to time skip then and if so how far?
[12:26] Maid of the House: You could skip over the library.
[12:26] Maid of the House: It is mostly just books, more books and more books all of varying age, some in a state that you need gloves and an antiquarian to open
[12:31] George Emkin: George spends a good few hours in the library before moving on, he's going to generally get a feel for the place as he explores, inspects the statues and relaxes.
Finally in the end he heads downstairs, not telling anyone what his plan is as he heads into the winter garden, a covered green house area that he vaguely remembers being rather beautiful and wonderfully warm when he last came to visit, full of unusual, brightly coloured plants that couldn't grow outside in this part of the world in the summer, but grow all year around in the safety of the botanical.
[12:47] Maid of the House: The library was rather expansive, for a personal one. A large room with walls stacked to the ceiling with shelves and even a small walkway built to access the higher ones. The books here were mostly the pricy, collectible ones, some he even recognized, with a few more modern tomes shamefully hidden in the lower drawers. The ones on the shelves ranged from slightly aged to borderline ancient, with the air in the room being crisp and dry to the point where he could almost feel the moisture from his tongue evaporating every time he drew breath. Just like Aurora said - making heads or tails of this mess was probably worth days of work, especially if what he was looking for was in one of the older tomes.

Still, it was a good break from the rest of the mansion. But now...the garden. His memory seemed to play a joke on him, as it was not below, but above! The winter garden was located on the fourth floor, below a large, glass dome. In the summer, many of the plants would be taken out onto the roof for some time. The massive open space almost felt like an arboretum of some kind, with a couple water fixtures here and there working to make the air way more humid and to provide a natural background noise. The air was thick with the smell of wet ground, the plants and the general humidity. Wicker seats and couches hidden among the plants were just like he remembered, along with iron-and-glass tables set out to lounge around. The trees and bushes ranged from potted ones, to ones growing in large, integrated pits all around the place. Palms, roses and other things you normally wouldn't see anywhere near the mountains thrived here.
[12:59] George Emkin: George'll slow as he enters the winter garden. The one or two days he spent with his Great-Uncle he spent here. They didn't really talk, or do anything as far as he remembers.
But the old man apparently liked those hours spent doing very little enough that he left him the manor. It's funny in a way. He takes a seat on the same wicker seats and just remembers, before moving around to the glass dome itself and lightly brushing away some of the condensation to look beyond.

After smelling a few flowers George'll just sit, relax and think.
Before hunting around for a bell, it'd be best to talk to the head maid, there's something he's been wondering about really as he lounges among the thick, almost oppressive smell of the plants, the underlying humidity of orchids giving the entire place a sickly-sweet hint around the edges.
Time to ask a few more questions of Aurora, well, if he can get hold of her.
[13:17] Maid of the House: There was quite a bit of snow out on the roof. It was gleaming in the daylight, but the dome did well enough to protect his eyes. The roof was mostly flat, allowing one to exit onto it and walk around. If his memory served - there was even a bunch of tables and tanning mats stored somewhere to throw parties or just relax on the roof itself. In the summer, of course. There was a double-door nearby, which lead into a small "airlock" of sorts that could let one exit into the outside without compromising the temperature and humidity inside of the garden too much.

The bell itself was resting near the entrance on a small shelf. It was tied to it with a short string, as if to indicate that one shouldn't accidentally pocket it to take it with them. Prudent. The silvery, small thing let out a melodic chime that was cutting, but at the same time not too loud. Could she really hear this..? The answer came in about a minute, as Aurora stepped in through the side door into the garden, beelining towards George before she stopped a few paces away. "Good day, Master. I hope everything is to your liking so far?"
[13:17] Maid of the House: (Apologies for occasional delays, I am procuring some food, should be done in a moment)
[13:18] George Emkin: (No worries, take your time.)
[13:21] George Emkin: George'll smile as he crosses one leg over the other, looking rather comfortable in the garden.

He turns as she arrives, having been just about to go and find her himself, he'll smile "Hello Aurora. I just wanted to know a few things, first of all is it safe to go out on the roof this time of year and are there any coats and second of all...well, I was wondering if I have any duties, or obligations as the owner of the manor. Anything all of you need, or would like, me to do to make things easier?"

After all, a life of indolence is nice and all but he'd like to keep his hands busy given half the chance. He gestures for her to take a seat next to him if she cares to "Sorry for interrupting your schedule by the way."
[13:31] Maid of the House: /me paused as he spoke, simply watching him. She almost looked like some kind of a prim-and-perfect statue at times like these. "The roof is safe most of the time when there isn't a storm warning. There is a barrier around, though I would recommend against performing acrobatics on it. It is quite cold outside and the roof is only cleared every few days, so there is bound to be some snow. I could bring a coat up from below if required, there isn't a closet on the fourth floor as there are no regular duties outside..." Well, it made sense. If one would go out every few days - it'd be easier to just bring up the clothing along with the equipment required, rather than dealing with a whole extra closet.

The woman remained standing, giving him a brief smile at the second question. "Please, do not worry. Most things are cared for and at most you would have to worry about procuring extra funds for extensive repairs in an emergency." Well, that....hopefully was not going to happen. "My schedule definitely should not be on the list of your concerns..."
[13:35] George Emkin: George nods "Thank you Aurora, and well, I was more looking for things to do long term." he admits "I wouldn't want to just be a couple of idle hands the rest of my life. Still I'm sure I'll find something." even if it is just writing that book he mentioned "And do you mind showing me where the coats are kept then?" he gestures for her to lead the way then moves over to the door and holds it for her.

"I just fancy stretching my legs and enjoying the scenery for a bit before the sun goes down or it gets any colder." given it's already past noon he's missed the best time to do it, but hey, such is life as he watches her...and quietly wonders what kind of training someone has to go through to get such perfectly still posture.
It's incredible.
[13:37] Maid of the House: "I will bring one up shortly. No need for you to make the whole trip." Aurora motioned for him to remain seated. "Shall I also bring a warm drink for you?" She asked politely, before going for the door proper. She really was a bit too perfect, even compared to other maids, well, maid that he had seen so far. "It'll only be a moment."
[13:39] George Emkin: George'll nod "Thank you Aurora, something warm to drink when I get back would be perfect." he hesitates and almost asks where she trained before retaking his seat, it seems an impolite question.
"By the way Aurora." he decides to put it a different way instead "Thank you for your excellent service so far, you've made getting comfortable here surprisingly easy and I can't tell you how much I appreciate it."
[13:43] Maid of the House: (Gah. I feel like I am running on fumes, apologies. Not sure if I can continue right now)
[13:44] George Emkin: (No worries, catch you soon Maid)

[11:12] Maid of the House: Good day.
[11:13] George Emkin: Hey Maid, how're things?
[11:15] Maid of the House: Largely alright. Things are a bit weird, but hopefully they'll begin to look up soon enough.
[11:16] George Emkin: Here's hoping, I'm tentatively optimistic that 2021 might be better than 2020.
Anyway, fancy playing a bit today?
[11:16] Maid of the House: Could do for some time, since it is the morning.
[11:18] George Emkin: Need the last few lines? I believe George was just chatting with Aurora about taking a trip out onto the roof as he starts to remember bits about the manor, before a skip to dinner most likely unless there's trouble between.
[11:19] Maid of the House: Yes. Could you restart us? I'm moderately more alive than when we usually do this kind of stuff.
[11:19] George Emkin: Hah, no worries, right then;
[11:25] George Emkin: George'll wait until Aurora returns with the heavy coat before pulling it on and securing it. It's not enough to really help when he's out on the roof since his face is still exposed, but it's enough that he won't freeze to death as he stands out there for a good 10 minutes just remembering and looking over the Manor, its grounds, trying to figure out the way through that hedge maze in the back (He's sure he found one) and generally reminiscing.
It's funny in a way, when he was here the first time he was so young that he didn't even understand why he was here, so he ended up exploring all over the place and really enjoying the summer holidays, even if he was a little lonely.
Then he went home, found out about the divorce and...well, it was such a shock that he can hardly remember [i]anything[/i] of what he did that summer in the manor, it just became unimportant in contrast, memories to be shoved to one side.
All he remembers is little bits and pieces and that he was happy here, but not why and he can only put that down to the aftermath. Once his hands start to go numb on the rail George heads back in, not trusting the roof when his hands are too numb to grip securely if anything does go wrong.

He heads back into the sweltering, artificial heat of the winter garden and breaths in deep, then calls "Aurora?" wondering if she's back yet with that hot drink as he tries to wring the feeling back into his hands.
[11:42] Maid of the House: The rooftop was almost like some sort of a terrace. With how big the entire building was - there was more than enough space to accommodate both the dome of the garden and ample area around it. A thick stone barrier was meant to prevent someone from accidentally tripping over the edge, while the slightly dusted-over stone tiles were spreading in all directions. Just uneven enough to not be slippery, they were nonetheless kind of barren. Each of the four corners of the roof had a small structure, almost like a miniature tower, that were obviously meant for storage, with the exception of one that had large glass skylights. That must be the observatory that Aurora mentioned before.

From one side - the building was crowned by a mountain, which foothills it occupied. There was still a fair amount of distance between the two, but the mass distinctly loomed. Opposite was the view of the valley. Long stretches of forest, patches of road visible in the distance, and a distant town. The grounds were a bit closer, with a large garden spreading out, a gazebo, multiple trees that were probably a small wonder in the summer and a pair of smaller houses in the distance. Did Aurora call them the Groundskeeper house and the Guest house? Probably.

"Yes, Master?" The voice came from slightly deeper inside of the garden as the maid stepped from behind the trees, quickly sealing the door properly and taking his coat to shake off what little snow that accumulated onto the floor near the door. "I have brought glintwein." She motioned towards where she came from, where a large pitcher of strong, fruity-smelling fluid was waiting near an already filled-out glass.
[11:49] George Emkin: "Glintwein?" George asks, even as he accepts it and takes a sip "Thank you Aurora."
Mulled Wine maybe by the taste of it? "Is the Observatory usable this time of year? What's it like in there? Oh and do you mind if we take a look around the out buildings tomorrow? It'd be a good way to get to know the grounds."
He hunts around and takes a seat on one of the benches then gestures for her to join him, there's no reason she has to stand after all. Though he won't force her to join him if she insists on keeping to procedure.

"Maybe even a visit to town if we could fit it in after the tour, unless you think there's anything more important I should deal with first in the next few days?"
He can feel his fingers again at least, which is both a benefit and a curse given how warm the glass is, he switches hands and blows on his overwarm fingertips.
[11:59] Maid of the House: "Mulled wine, mixed with spiced and cooked." It tasted almost like a really strong brandy, as if sweet wine was slowly cooked with some fruit, spices and a mix of additives to prevent the alcohol from really escaping. Though, despite tasting strong - it had no real kick to it, as if it was barely even alcoholic to begin with! "It is a russian recipe of a...variety of things mixed together." George could immediately feel a wave of heat spread through his body from the strong spices and the light hint of alcohol, despite the drink itself being only warm, barely enough to steam in the humid air of the garden.

"You could visit the observatory, but I doubt that with the current snow and clouds you would be able to see too much, unless your plan is to peep at people in the village." Aurora briefly chuckled at the proclamation. "The grounds are open to you on any day. I would simply ask for you to warn any of the staff when you are going out, so that they would know where to look for you in case of anything. Hm..." The maid lightly tilted her head at the mention of visiting the town. "The delivery truck came along this morning while you were still asleep. The driver informed me that there might be some delays because the road is getting snowed over and it might not be possible to reliably drive a car up or down the serpentine for some time, at least until the blizzard subsides. But do not worry, we do have enough food stored up to last through the winter, if needs be."
[12:03] George Emkin: George takes it all as given, he won't even consider that it's a little odd that they got up here in the Limo just yesterday and now the road is troublesome for a lorry. After all she knows the area better than he does.
"That's no problem, I can wait until summer if I have to. This wine is fantastic by the way." he hesitates, then takes another sip and decides to just go for it "You've got a real range of talents Aurora, where did you learn all of this?"

He'll take a longer small swig, a decent mouthful that leaves him flush with the flavour. Clove, there's quite a bit of it in there and it burns at the back of his throat as he stretches out and gets comfortable, aiming to finish the glass at least before they go anywhere else "And I was hoping it'd clear up a little tonight, if not then ah well, I can wait on that as well."
[12:12] Maid of the House: Well, it wasn't exactly unusual. After all, it did start snowing on his way here and it did get a bit heavier as they were getting to the manor. And since it was a single, private road - it was likely not serviced by the municipal snowploughs, assuming there even were any in this...rural area. It did happen a little fast, but it was likely that the pricy cars were simply not meant to plough through even a few inches of the snow.

"Ah, well, thank you for your praise. I have spent quite some time acquiring the experience and providing return service, although I can't say that I have ever attended a traditional learning facility." As usual - the answer was perhaps unnecessarily vague and rather drawn out. So, she was self taught then? "The clouds in this region are usually quite thick through the winter, but sometimes it clears up, usually after all the snow is done falling. We are right up next to the mountains, after all."
[12:17] George Emkin: "So you're self-taught? How did you first become a maid?" he asks as he works through the last two thirds of the glass in a few long swigs, feeling a bit guilty about it by the time he finishes it off. He shouldn't drink alcohol like that, even the very light stuff. Then he places the glass back on the plate "Let's take this back downstairs, we can talk on the way."

"Well, I guess we can keep an eye on the weather reports and the sky, hopefully I'll get the chance, I remember the stars out here are beautiful at night." It's one of the very few memories he has of the place that's still clear as anything, he doesn't remember where he was standing or how he got there, but he remembers the sky and the nipping cold.
Just staring up at what seemed to be the entire universe stretched out into infinity above him, no moon, no clouds, just an impossible amount of stars.
[12:25] Maid of the House: The maid gave out a curt nod. "Well, it shouldn't be much of a surprise, but I was doing this kind of work for most of the time." She quickly fixed up the dishes for someone else to pick up, presumably, before following up after the man. "I do believe you planned on looking through the rest of the areas in the house..."

The pair descended easily from the top floor, before spreading out through the manor, where he'd have ample antique-filled rooms to marvel and explore all the way until the evening. He did meet a few other maids, the cute redhead from the other day, the slightly lankier brunette who was supposedly cooking the food, a surprisingly cute-looking "butler" who was busy dragging boxes and chairs around the first floor, and a pair of brown-haired girls that almost looked like twins who were cleaning up just outside, around the heated pool. The place did have quite a bit of staff, if he looked for them....


(I would also like to ask for a refresher as to what you were looking for in terms of the more lewd things, since it has been forever.)
[12:28] George Emkin: (Some light loving femdom, a bit of aphrodisiacs, some monstergirls/lovecraftian fun is certainly on the table, harem play, male Ahegao could certainly be on the table, him changing into something supernatural, we could mix in some light pregnancy undertones or teasing, maybe even night time visitations. Some teasing horror and reverse slave play with her, the maid, topping her master or him having to dominate her to keep himself safe could be an interesting mix. If all that works for you? I'm also down for strange, exotic girls that aren't human and variety of that sort)
[12:32] George Emkin: (Maybe some mystery and age transformation/shota play mixed in as well, I'm thinking something unusual happened during his visit when he was young that left it inevitable he'd return, he just can't remember it, so trying to find out what happened as he gets the edges of those memories back could be rather fun. But yeah, gentle femdom and switchplay is a big one, we could mix in some light training/cuckqueaning with Aurora teaching the others to serve him as well. Smutty Lovecraftian horror with some evil but loving undertones is the main thing though I got in mind.)
[12:40] George Emkin: (So yeah, feel free to hit him with the weird but kind of fun stuff at night or unexpectedly if he takes a wrong turn into a weird part of the house.)

George takes note of the various servants, determined to remember them as he smiles and gives a nod to the red head "Afternoon." he says, making it clear he remembers her.
Unlike last time they met when he resisted the urge to leer when she bent over, this time George accidentally (or not so accidentally) catches her in a narrower corridor, he has to turn sideways to slip past her and their bodies brush, lap to tush. He won't comment on it but he's got a slightly sheepish grin as he moves on.
He's sure that was intentional on her part. Apart from that the only thing of note is that he didn't remember the pool. He's a fan of swimming but doesn't have any trunks.
So he'll politely approach the twins and ask "Good Afternoon, how long until you're done with the pool? I-" he gives a sheepish cough into his hand "Want to go for a dip but I didn't bring any trunks with me."
He's fine skinny dipping, if he's alone that is.
[12:48] Maid of the House: (Gah. I had some stuff come up. Not sure when I will free up, but I gotta step away from the keyboard right now and it'll be attention-intensive)
[12:49] George Emkin: (No worries, take your time)
[19:12] George Emkin: Hey Maid, just dropping you a line to let you know I'm still around if you fancy
[19:13] Maid of the House: Thanks. I'm just figuring out my dinner after a busy day. Might be able to post in a moment.
[19:14] George Emkin: No worries, take your time
[19:45] Maid of the House: Food is almost done.
[19:45] George Emkin: Grand, need the last post or two?
[19:45] Maid of the House: I have them
[19:53] Maid of the House: And it is done. Just give me a moment to actually eat it.
[20:32] Maid of the House: Alright. I am finally done. Apologies.
[20:33] George Emkin: No worries Maid, your move then
[20:49] Maid of the House: The pair of girls paused. They were wearing light jackets on top of their uniforms, since it was surprisingly warm around the large saltwater pool in the backyard. Thick clouds of steam billowed up from the surface of the water, with a large tiled area opening up in all directions, before turning back into a snowy garden.

"We have mostly been cleaning up the occasional debris." One of the girls said. One of them had a ponytail, while the other had simple, shoulder-length hair held back by a few pins. Both were the same height and largely of the same build, with about c-*** ******* under their clothing, though the rest of the figure was obscured completely by both the dress and the jacket. "If you would like to go for a swim - we could provide you with some of the swimwear in storage right now." The other girl added. Both seemed quite perky, though it was hard to see most of their features behind the fog, apart from the deep blue eyes. Huh. Blue eyes, brown hair? Odd combination.
[20:53] George Emkin: "Oh you can? Perfect, thank god for that, I didn't have any on hand." he admits as he smiles at the two, relieved that they have everything he needs once again "If you can get something in about my size that'd be perfect. In fact why doesn't one of you show me storage and I can pick some out for myself?" he asks "Just so you're not left guessing." and so he doesn't get a pair that're too big and liable to slip off if he jumps in.

"By the way, it's a pleasure to meet you both." he smiles to them "Sorry for not introducing myself first, I guess you know I'm the new owner though. What're your names?" he asks
[21:02] Maid of the House: "I'm Marina." Said the one with the ponytail. "And I'm Sireena." Said the one with the shorter hair. The girl's smiled in unison. They were definitely sisters, if not actual twins. The pair turned in unison, walked in unison and shown George back to the house, where they brought him to a small changing room in an area clearly meant to be a "locker room" for the outdoors pool. Several spare towels, shelves, a shower stall and a bunch of extra decorations, including far too many pictures of girl's in skimpy swimsuits, definitely put a more "swimming" air around the place.

"You should be able to find some in that box. It was meant for guests that forgot their spares, but everything in there is clean." The girls noted, pointing towards the series of drawers. Opening them revealed a collection of...female swimwear. Well, probably the wrong one. And, sure enough, the other drawer had trunks, shorts and even a bunch of speedos, all clearly meant for swimming...might be a bit too cold, even with the warm water...
[21:05] George Emkin: "Well Marina, Sireena, it's lovely to meet you, I hope I'll be able to keep up the usual standards you expect from your Master." he means Master of the house of course "If you need anything don't hesitate to ask." then after he trots, following them onwards. He'll take in the room, interesting choice in images; still he doesn't mind, in fact they'll catch him giving them a look over and comparing to those in the drawers.

Finally he grabs a set of swim shorts and checks for a changing stall "Alright I should be fine from here thanks." he smiles to them, politely dismissing them as he prepares to change.
[21:06] Maid of the House: (Ok, apologies, but I think I might be way too tired for this in fact. Apologies again, but I don't think I can keep going."
[21:06] George Emkin: (No worries Maid, catch you in the future)