Chapter 4: An Unusual Meet
Laura Sue's eyes popped open and a shrill scream caught in her throat. Her body was moist with perspiration and the remnants of that horrible dream still hung in her thoughts. She turned over in hopes of seeing her new husband and having him comfort her, but his side of the bed was empty and the comforter had been neatly made up. Laura Sue frowned and struggled with the heavy comforter as she got out of the bed.
She trudged half-asleep into the bathroom and turned on the hot water in her huge, marble tub. Laura Sue was sure that Randolph had never used this wonderful tub before and never would. She poured some honey scented bath oil into the tub and inhaled the wonderful smell that seemed to have engulfed the entire bathroom. She dipped her toes into the steamy water and sighed happily. Laura Sue began to remove her satin nightie and let the soaked garment fall to the floor carelessly. She put her hair back in a clip and then slowly submerged into the tub sighing with relaxation. Laura Sue leaned her head against the tub and closed her eyes. Before she knew it, she had dozed off.
Laura Sue slowly came out of sleep by the sound of soft footsteps in the bathroom. She opened her eyes and sat up quickly before shrieking a bit loudly. Laura Sue stared into a pair of beautiful onyx eyes and a soft face. Although she was annoyed about being disturbed, Laura Sue couldn't help but smile softly at the chambermaid. She watched with amusement as the young maid, who couldn't be much older than Laura Sue herself, cowered about the bathroom sadly.
"I'm sorry, ma'am," the maid started, "It's just Ms. Cutler asked me to come up here and get you."
Laura Sue nodded and waited for the raven-haired woman to leave the bathroom. Once she was sure she was alone again, Laura Sue ascended from the bathtub and wrapped her robe around her body tightly. She grimaced as the lilac smell filled her nostrils. How she hated that smell! Laura Sue instantly sprayed the robe with one of her fancy new bottles of perfume before leaving the bathroom.
"Mrs. Cutler wants you down in the dining room at one for the greeting of the guests and lunch with the family." The maid said with her eyes firmly holding Laura Sue's gaze.
"Sure, sure," Laura Sue said before gazing out the window dreamily, "Tell her I'll be there."
"With all due respect, ma'am," the maid started again, "have you looked at your clock?"
Laura Sue gazed down at the alarm clock and gasped loudly. It was twelve forty-four! She would never have time to get ready appropriately. Laura Sue groaned soft and femininely as she plopped down in front of her vanity table. She took the clip out of her long blonde hair and began to brush it quickly. She had been so intent on brushing her hair that Laura Sue hadn't noticed the maid was still in the room and watching her. So when the maid began to talk, Laura Sue was a bit startled.
"Excuse me, ma'am," the maid said, "I'd be glad to help you get ready."
Laura Sue turned quickly and narrowed her eyes at the maid before turning back to the mirror and looking at herself. She would need all the help she could get if she was going to be properly ready for lunch. Laura Sue nodded her head and left the maid to pick out what she thought was appropriate for lunch. Laura Sue began to apply her make-up and, once done, smiled at her image in the mirror.
"What did you find?" Laura Sue called out to the maid. She was still very doubtful about taking a maid's opinion, but she was also under a lot of pressure.
"I think this would be appropriate," the maid said as she pulled out a floral summer dress. It was fancy and casual at the same time and Laura Sue was utterly impressed with the maid's accuracy.
"Why it's perfect!" Laura Sue cried out as she crossed the room and took the dress from the maid, "I have the perfect shoes to go with it!" With that, Laura Sue plunged into the closet and pulled out a pair of strappy sandals with an inch spike heel.
"They go together like to peas in a pod," the maid said and smiled softly at her attempt to make a joke.
Laura Sue just pretended not to hear the humor in the maids voice and asked, "What's your name so I can ask Mrs. Cutler for your specific help in keeping this suite clean?"
"Sally Jean, Sally Jean Longchamp." The maid said proudly as she stood there.
"You can leave now," Laura Sue instructed the maid carelessly. She watched as the small maid left the suite and then put on the summer dress and strappy sandals.
Laura Sue took one more look in the mirror at her reflection and fluffed her blonde hair before leaving the room. She knew that she was going to hate every minute or this... this luncheon and would be bored to death.
Laura Sue's eyes popped open and a shrill scream caught in her throat. Her body was moist with perspiration and the remnants of that horrible dream still hung in her thoughts. She turned over in hopes of seeing her new husband and having him comfort her, but his side of the bed was empty and the comforter had been neatly made up. Laura Sue frowned and struggled with the heavy comforter as she got out of the bed.
She trudged half-asleep into the bathroom and turned on the hot water in her huge, marble tub. Laura Sue was sure that Randolph had never used this wonderful tub before and never would. She poured some honey scented bath oil into the tub and inhaled the wonderful smell that seemed to have engulfed the entire bathroom. She dipped her toes into the steamy water and sighed happily. Laura Sue began to remove her satin nightie and let the soaked garment fall to the floor carelessly. She put her hair back in a clip and then slowly submerged into the tub sighing with relaxation. Laura Sue leaned her head against the tub and closed her eyes. Before she knew it, she had dozed off.
Laura Sue slowly came out of sleep by the sound of soft footsteps in the bathroom. She opened her eyes and sat up quickly before shrieking a bit loudly. Laura Sue stared into a pair of beautiful onyx eyes and a soft face. Although she was annoyed about being disturbed, Laura Sue couldn't help but smile softly at the chambermaid. She watched with amusement as the young maid, who couldn't be much older than Laura Sue herself, cowered about the bathroom sadly.
"I'm sorry, ma'am," the maid started, "It's just Ms. Cutler asked me to come up here and get you."
Laura Sue nodded and waited for the raven-haired woman to leave the bathroom. Once she was sure she was alone again, Laura Sue ascended from the bathtub and wrapped her robe around her body tightly. She grimaced as the lilac smell filled her nostrils. How she hated that smell! Laura Sue instantly sprayed the robe with one of her fancy new bottles of perfume before leaving the bathroom.
"Mrs. Cutler wants you down in the dining room at one for the greeting of the guests and lunch with the family." The maid said with her eyes firmly holding Laura Sue's gaze.
"Sure, sure," Laura Sue said before gazing out the window dreamily, "Tell her I'll be there."
"With all due respect, ma'am," the maid started again, "have you looked at your clock?"
Laura Sue gazed down at the alarm clock and gasped loudly. It was twelve forty-four! She would never have time to get ready appropriately. Laura Sue groaned soft and femininely as she plopped down in front of her vanity table. She took the clip out of her long blonde hair and began to brush it quickly. She had been so intent on brushing her hair that Laura Sue hadn't noticed the maid was still in the room and watching her. So when the maid began to talk, Laura Sue was a bit startled.
"Excuse me, ma'am," the maid said, "I'd be glad to help you get ready."
Laura Sue turned quickly and narrowed her eyes at the maid before turning back to the mirror and looking at herself. She would need all the help she could get if she was going to be properly ready for lunch. Laura Sue nodded her head and left the maid to pick out what she thought was appropriate for lunch. Laura Sue began to apply her make-up and, once done, smiled at her image in the mirror.
"What did you find?" Laura Sue called out to the maid. She was still very doubtful about taking a maid's opinion, but she was also under a lot of pressure.
"I think this would be appropriate," the maid said as she pulled out a floral summer dress. It was fancy and casual at the same time and Laura Sue was utterly impressed with the maid's accuracy.
"Why it's perfect!" Laura Sue cried out as she crossed the room and took the dress from the maid, "I have the perfect shoes to go with it!" With that, Laura Sue plunged into the closet and pulled out a pair of strappy sandals with an inch spike heel.
"They go together like to peas in a pod," the maid said and smiled softly at her attempt to make a joke.
Laura Sue just pretended not to hear the humor in the maids voice and asked, "What's your name so I can ask Mrs. Cutler for your specific help in keeping this suite clean?"
"Sally Jean, Sally Jean Longchamp." The maid said proudly as she stood there.
"You can leave now," Laura Sue instructed the maid carelessly. She watched as the small maid left the suite and then put on the summer dress and strappy sandals.
Laura Sue took one more look in the mirror at her reflection and fluffed her blonde hair before leaving the room. She knew that she was going to hate every minute or this... this luncheon and would be bored to death.