Whoa, Nelly! [Charity Blitz]

I finish up with the mashing and stir the pot a last little bit. The ham is already sliced and I’ve put it in the oven just to heat it some. I turn to face Rebecca as she enters and give a jovial whistle. She had cleaned up some, and the fact that she’d left her hair so free showed me that she was a fun type of girl. Not like any of the mousy housekeepers or maids I’d had in the past. “Well now, doesn’t someone clean up nice?”

I prepare a couple of plates for the both of us and motion for her to take a seat. I place a plate in on one side of the table and mine on the other. As I’m fixing something to drink, I start talking, opening up a cola bottle, “You know, you chose the right place to work. I always get the best meat to eat, I’m friends with the butcher. He’s loved my family for ages. And now that I can’t get reaped anymore, life’s just like a dream. I get to take care of horses all day, and this whole house is mine.”

I mix in some whiskey with our drinks quickly, hoping that she won’t notice. I turn around once again and place one on her side and the other on mine. I take a seat and pick up my fork and knife. “And after all, I’m a pretty good boss… none of the girls have ever given me complaints…”

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“Oh, you know, it is very lucky. I happen to think I’ve been blessed by luck, really, to have all of this before me. I mean, how many people get to work in a job the love, live in a home, and be comfortable. Here, let me get that,” I say, noticing that she’s finished her drink already. I crack a grin as I make my way over to open another soda bottle and to pour some more whiskey into it as well.

There had been relatively few struggles in my life, unlike many others in my district. I suppose one could consider my family part of the ruling class of District 10, if ever there were such a thing. And I had struck while the iron was hot when I realized that my parents were getting on in years and were thinking they might divide up the ranch. I’d managed to not only get the elder ranch hands fired what I wanted, but I reminded my parents just what kind of ambition I had by clearly taking the home.

“But what about you? You must know a little bit of my family if my mother trusted you in coming here. I mean, you know that we breed the best horses, and that we know nearly everyone who is anyone in this district…”

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I listen to her story and can tell that she’s not anywhere near the same status as me or my family. Common day laborers that had raised a pretty little daughter. Oh well. At least she was still in school. I chuckled at her suggestion that she had never seen me. I never did particularly care for school myself, but then I did think that I was pretty clever anyway. I finish chewing a piece of ham and take another sip of my drink.

“I’m nineteen, almost twenty now. I actually barely finished school before I started here full time with my father. I mean, I grew up here my whole life, but toward the end of school I just sort of took over. It was the natural course of things, really. When I was sixteen he had wanted to sell it, or parcel it out to a few different people… but you can’t just give up a place like this.” I shake my head. I remember how infuriated I was when he mentioned that. As if I was just going to let this place go. Then where would I work? What would I have done?

“And my father was getting on in years… I mean, he just couldn’t keep up a place like this. Not good for his health. Or mind,” I say staring down at my plate. And the fall that he happened to take that helped to change his mind. I stare up at her with a grin. “You’re right, it’s rude of me to be so far away…” I move my seat around to the other side, next to her. I place a hand down toward her lap and pat it. “There, now is that better?”

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“Woah, Nelly, where do you think that you’re going?” I say as she stands to her feet, trying to get to work as if he had been serious. There would be time enough for that in the morning. As she falls into my lap I let out a long laugh and wrap my arms around her. “Careful now, I don’t want you to fall and hurt yourself, it’s the first day on the job.”

I run a hand up to brush a few strands out of her face and bounce her a bit on a my knee. She’s awfully light in my grasp, I wonder how much she really gets to eat judging by her weight. “You know I’m going to have to feed you more ham so you’re not all skin and bones, Rebecca…” As I say this, I move to reposition myself so that I’m staring into her eyes now.

I’ve had a few drinks as well, and though they haven’t had quite the effect on me, I’m still pleasantly warm. She’s a lovely girl, and friendly enough. Tonight was going to be fun. “You don’t have to worry about cleaning up the mess tonight, I have a better idea…”

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Her laugh was a little infectious and I found myself rolling with her. She certainly was a giggly one, and I liked someone who was so full of life. There are too many girls that take themselves so seriously, especially in a district that focuses on ranching… some of these women are tough as nails and a little less than forgiving. But someone like this… someone like a little bird that I can take care of, now that’s worth having over a night or two. It was just a shame that she seemed so utterly useless at cooking or cleaning already.

“Well… we should really get acquainted with one another, now shouldn’t we? You and I are probably going to spend some time together. I have to be certain that I can trust you here… and that you feel comfortable trusting me,” I say as my hands move along her lap gingerly. I could imagine that my mother would be swooning at the fact that I hadn’t even waited a week before seeing how far I could take this, but I pushed that to the back of my mind.

“For example… I’m a very open person… I say exactly what’s on my mind most of the time,” I grin as I snake hands up her waist. “When I want something, I say it… and when I really want something… I just take it…”

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I wrap my arms around her waist and place my head on her shoulder. She’s not against what I’m offering and it feels like a satisfying victory. This girl is pretty enough, and something told me that she had quite a bit of experience. And as much as someone fresh and new was nice, I valued a girl with experience. I’m sure I could still teach her a few lessons though.

“You’re a smart girl, Rebecca. I think you know exactly what I’m angling toward…” I say as I lay a soft kiss on her neck. I grin as I pull back slightly and pull her more tightly around the waist. “But you have to promise me something…” My voice was soft and sweet now. This was not the first time, nor would it be the last.

“This is going to be our little secret… just you and me can have this special night together… and no one has to know anything…” I say as I move a hand to play with her hair. I didn’t need her to be telling anyone about anything that happened here. The last thing I needed was another reason for my parents to say that I shouldn’t be running a ranch by my lonesome.

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I cock my head to the side and look at her when she reveals that Rebecca is not her name. As buzzed as I am, this seems like a red flag. Why would a housekeeper not tell me her real name? I tried to wrap my head around this, but she shifted positions. I laughed a little and looked down before looking up at her face again.

“Tatum is it? Now what’s a dirty bird like you not telling me your real name for? Unless that’s just what you like to be called in bed…” I say as I press my nose against hers and give a sloppy kiss. Still, it doesn’t sit well with me. “You work for me. I pay your salary… I can keep you fed… I don’t think it’s wise to lie to me… why… I practically own you…

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With these words I get handsy and pull her close against me. There’s something about the power that I have and the fact that even if she’s not telling the truth there is no escaping now. I’ll have her for dinner, and then I’ll make her clean up afterward. It would be perfect.

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