Chapter 54: A Weekend in Paris, Part Trois

Maura stopped at the front desk to pick up her messages and to request beds for her maids to be placed in the living room. The two young women had protested, but Maura insisted. Besides, the honey blonde was still in slumber party mode.

Jane sighed and wondered if this slumber party was going to have any of the other couples they had just met at the plaza party. Yvette and Danielle were just resigned to the fact Maura loved to share everything, but Jane.

After Maura ordered a dessert buffet from room service, the sextet made their way to the dining room. The two maids were very nervous; they had never eaten in the main dining room. Being house maids, they hadn't even dared to set foot in the room. The maitre d either failed to recognize the two maids or the discrete man overlooked it and wrote it off to American adhocracies.

Maura had a second purpose in mind, though the sharp blonde hadn't shared the idea with anyone, including Jane. The avant-garde teen was thinking about the many trips to Paris that she and Jane would have to make in the future, if they were going to run their departments properly. The honey blonde was thinking about buying a small villa in the area of those apartments where Georgette and Michelle lived.

The area was very comfortable with the couple's life style and the observant teenager had noticed a run-down villa that might be available. It would need some renovation, but the property in such condition could probably be purchased cheaply enough to allow for extensive improvements.

Dinner was a joyous affair. The six young lesbians talked about their ambitions and their futures. It came out that Michelle was an artist, but with working so much, she was unable to practice her passion. Georgette was saving her money to open a dress shop; it seems she was an excellent seamstress. Yvette wanted to be a CFO (Chief Financial Officer) of a large company or corporation, maybe a CEO (Chief Executive Officer) someday. Danielle wanted to pass the bar exam and practice corporate or tax law, the girl hated anything to do with criminal law, it was too much like what her father had her do. Maura and Jane both wanted to be lawyers as well, and thought that would do more to enhance their abilities to run Isles Fashion more than business school. Jane said, "You can hire accounts and money men, but understanding the law is how to succeed in business, because you can learn how to get around the red tape that the government puts in your way.

When the waiter asked, if any wanted dessert, Maura replied, "That won't be necessary; I've somewhat of a surprise waiting for us upstairs."

So, reluctantly the gang of six moved their second spontaneous party to the vast suite upstairs. The six young women failed to notice the three young women seated at separate tables with handsome young men, taking pictures with small spy cameras concealed in their purses. Once the sextet was safely out of sight, the three spies ditched their ad lib dates and went to turn over their film to be developed.

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When Georgette opened the door and insisted that the four residents of the suite enter first, followed by Michelle and herself, Jane walked into the Mad Hatter's tea party on steroids. The two tables must have been twelve feet long…each. Behind the table were four waiters with what appeared to be a chef standing behind a large flaming portable stove.

On the tables were a stack of china and a tray of silver ware and napkins. Cakes, petit fours, éclairs, pasties, pies, bowls of fruit and cups of custards were arranged about the tables. On another table along with various bottles and bowls were the portable stove and three large shiny silver coffee urns with rows of cups and saucers next to them. Jane's lone remark was, "You are trying to get me fat."

The threat of gaining a few pounds didn't deter the sleek brunette from getting a plate and piling éclairs and cherry pie onto her plate and moving to the next table to get a strong cup of coffee. Georgette and Michelle hung back, but Maura would not hear of it and encourage the girls to eat freely. So after Yvette and Danielle loaded their plate and got cups of coffee, Georgette pushed Michelle, who was so timid, to get herself a plate. The young French maid took a plate, but only two petit fours and some fruit. Again the honey blonde would not hear of it, so she orders some cherries jubilee for the young woman.

Two scoops of vanilla ice cream where placed in a shallow bowl, while the chef ignited a pan of cherries with liqueur. After the mixture was fully heated and fired to a flambé, it was poured over the ice cream. Georgette asked excitedly, "Do you have bananas foster? I have only heard about it. I imagine coming from New Orleans, you've eaten it hundreds of times, but I've only read about it."

The chef smiled and as two scoops of ice cream and four banana halves were situated in a bowl, he put some butter, brown sugar, and cinnamon in a sauce pan and cooked the concoction into a sauce, which he, ignited using dark rum and banana liqueur. Then he pours it flaming on to the ice cream. The smiling chef, happy about the young maid's excitement suggests as he pours a dark red fluid into a sherry glass, "You should drink some of this sherry with that dessert."

Maura was the last to take any dessert and went for a chocolate mousse and a selection of chocolate pastries. Then after moving to the second table, the honey blonde opted for hot chocolate with whipped cream. The young heiress kindled a small gasp from the chef and wait staff, when the innocent teen covered her mousse and several of the pastries with the same whipped cream.

The girls sat around eating and exchanging tidbits of their short lives. Occasionally one of the young women would ask for a particular dish. Jane, who had never been to Brennen's to sample their banana creation, had two helpings of it and two of the cherries jubilee. The tall Italian had a weakness for chocolate éclairs and anything with cherries.

Once everyone seemed sated, Maura thanked the chef and wait staff and asked them to clear away the tables, but to leave any leftover desserts. After adding a generous tip to the bill, the new executive showed the five men to the door. The giddy young teenager twirled around and exclaimed, "Okay go get into your night clothes and meet back in the living room in ten minutes, which means, Janeeee, no hanky-panky."

Yvette raised her hand and asked, "How about some light spanky?"

Jane laughed so hard, she started to cough. Maura borrowed a Janeism and raised a single eyebrow with a scowl, somehow it didn't have the same effect. However, it conveyed her message and the three couples separated and went to different areas to change. Maura and Jane used their bathroom, while Georgette and Michelle used the master bedroom. Danielle and Michelle changed in their bathroom.

After five minutes, Maura and Jane exchanged places with Georgette and Michelle. Five minutes after that Maura and Jane almost entered simultaneously with Danielle and Georgette. A few seconds later Georgette and Michelle scrambled into the living room.

Maura and Jane were in baby doll nighties with matching underwear. Danielle was in a long NYU tee shirt, which was long enough to stop half way down her calf. Yvette, who was also dressed in a long tee shot shirt joked, "We would have been here sooner, but I had to veto several pajama sets. The young lady needs a new wardrobe. But we're ready."

After a few moments, Georgette and Michelle burst into the room. They were both wearing old fashion nightgowns, the plain white ones. Maura waved them over to sit on the floor with everyone else. The honey blonde said, "First off, I want to say that this has been the best holiday of my life. I also want to remind Jane that with our new positions, it will be necessary for us to fly back and forth, several times a year."

Yvette interrupted and nearly purred, "You poor things!"

Jane gave her assistant the look and the redhead used her fingers to imaginarily zip her own lips. The bright young woman smiled and closed her mouth as tightly as I could. As Jane reached over and retrieved the remaining éclairs, Maura continued, "Because we cannot keep renting suites, I am looking into buying that run down villa by Georgette's apartment."

Georgette clapped her hands excitedly. The young woman had been translating everything for her young lover. The future shop owner cautioned, "You can't do it, the place is haunted. You can find some place, less expensive and less in need of repair."

Maura continued again this time in French, "I was on the phone with Andre in accounting and have them looking into buying the villa. I know that it will require a lot of repairs and renovations, so I need someone here overseeing the work and then keeping it up while we are in America. Georgette, I was hoping you two would take the job. You of course would have to quite this job. However, the new job would double your weekly salary. What do you think? Are you interested?"

The two young Frenchwoman's faces beamed with excitement as they looked at each other, shook their heads in acceptance and replied simultaneously, "Yes!"

Jane stated, "Now we have to settle something with Yvette and Danielle. You were hired as general assistants and assigned temporarily as our personal assistants. Maura and I have talked about it and we would like to hire you directly as our personal assistants. We mean you would be working for us and not as employees of Isles Fashions. Maura and I have other interests than just Isles Fashions and we need assistants, who will work for us. You will both receive the same salary as you are getting now, plus a bonus every Easter and Christmas. The size of those bonuses will be determined by us."

Yvette asked jokingly, "Will it include doing your homework?"

Jane scowled with a single raised eyebrow, as Maura answered, "We do our own homework. Both of us are competing for Valedictorian of our class."

Jane chuckled, "Yeah, more than likely I'm competing for Salutatorian, Maura is way ahead on points."

Maura frowned and responded, "I'm ahead by two one-hundredths of a point and she will get a sure A in PE, while I will struggle. She'll be captain of the softball team and likely the basketball team as well this year."

The tall Italian answered with, "Yeah, but you'll crush me in English Comp. I write for crap and you're like Shakespeare."

Yvette broke in, "Okay girls, we get. You're both great students and in this mutual admiration mode. Geez, it's almost scary. Back on topic, I accept on the condition that I get three weeks paid vacation. I want to see if I can mend a few fences with my mother. After hearing about how you and your mother managed to resolve most of your differences, I feel like I have to give my mother the same chance."

At which point the confident redhead looked lovingly at Danielle and said, "That is if you will go with me. I need the emotional support."

"Of course, I'll go with you, silly. Isn't that what girlfriends do for each other," replied Danielle as she turned to face Maura and said, "I want the same three weeks. I need to break the news to my family that I'm a lesbian and have a permanent girlfriend, who makes me happy. And I was hoping all three of you would go with me. I might need some muscle as well as emotional support. My dad is not going to take this well."

Yvette took the lead, "You don't have to worry about a thing. I can hold Jane's coat as she handles your father."

They all laughed. Yvette was the clown… Danielle was the maturity… Maura was the heart… and Jane was the muscle and core of the group. And the girls knew Georgette and Michelle would find their place… soon.

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As the sun began to rise on the Sunday morning, the two maids, soon to be housekeepers; were the first ones up. They were excited about their new prospects and grateful to the generous Americans who were giving them this wonderful opportunity. The two young women quickly cleared their bedding and readied the patio for breakfast. The French couple wanted to repay their benefactors by proving they deserved the honor were being given. So the young maids hurried to complete everything for their young charges and get ready for Sunday Mass.

While Georgette was calling in breakfast and Michelle was laying out the remainders of last night's party on the patio, Jane and Maura cam sleepily from their room. Jane asked, "Are you girls Catholic?"

Georgette replied, "Yes, Mademoiselle, we were planning on going to Mass after your baths were run and breakfast was served."

Maura responded genteelly in French, "We wish to accompany you. Does your church know about your relationship? Our church is giving us a lot of problems regarding our relationship, to the point that we are hiding it from them."

Georgette looked at Michelle, who quickly nodded her head in compliance and said, "We have no problems with you accompanying us to our church. However, they do not know of our relationship. If they did, they would probably throw all of us out and mail a letter to the Pope requesting our excommunication."

Maura understood. The honey blonde had experienced a small portion of it from the school already, when they weren't sure. When that newspaper article hit, she would be out there for everyone to behold and they will not turn a blind eye. So, the young teen asked, "May we accompany you to church?"

The two girls replied, "Yes."