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The door bell ran & Ruby Poindexter hated to answer the door
herself. That was the housekeeper's job! And even if it wasn't, if she got up now she
would miss part of her favorite soap. Ruby wished the housekeeper would show up. Not
wanting her bon-bons to melt, she moved more quickly than she was used to, to get
Waiting on the other side of the door was Julie Ota, the new
housekeeper. Julie was a lovely tall woman who came from a wealthy family that resided in
Hawaii. Julie never liked having things given to her. She preferred hard work for the
things she received. With a failed marriage under her belt she decided to move to the
mainland, get a job & work for a business degree. Her Chinese mother & Japanese father
were sad, but proud of Julies decision.
Julie studied the woman who opened the door. Her new boss had a
pretty pleasant looking face & she was about one & a half feet shorter than Julie. She
couldnt understand why the Poindexters went through one dozen housekeepers within
the year. Mrs. Poindexter didnt seem that intimidating, although when Henry
Poindexter interviewed Julie he mentioned that his wife was a little high strung.
Ruby was mildly shocked at the height of the woman standing in the
doorway, but her surprised gaze turned into a cold demeanor.
"What has Henry brought home now. That man loves to bring
home stray cats." She thought.
"Hello Mrs. Poindexter. Im Julie Ota, the new
"Youre late Julie!" She left Julie standing by the
door as she scuffled back to the T.V. room.
"Well nice meeting you too Ruby!" Julie said, to
Julie explored her new home by herself
& found Ruby stretched
out on a sofa in the T.V. room. She was surrounded by bags & cans of junk food. Four
ashtrays were filled with half smoked cigarettes & one dangled from her mouth as she
chatted on the phone.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Poindexter. May I have a moment of your
"One moment Babs," she said, pushing the mute button on
the phone. "What is it Suzie?"
"Whatever! Now, what is it?"
"Id like to know where my room is
& what my
"Your room is just off the kitchen,
& your responsibilities
include: cleaning house, cooking, shopping, & running errands. Got it?"
"Yes maam. May I start by cleaning in here?"
"Thats your job. Go to it!"
"Yes Mrs. Poindexter."
"Hang on for a rough ride." Julie thought.
Julie was determined to rough it out for Mr. Poindexter was
considerably nicer than his wife. She wondered how a nice man like him got stuck with a
woman like that.
Julie & Henry had pleasant conversations during dinner while
Ruby grumbled & gulped down her food.
Julie spent her time off writing poetry, haiku
& studying for
her degree. She was partial to the living room; it was always a sunny, quiet place,
was close enough to the TV room in case Ruby needed her.
Julie wasnt allowed any visitors, but she found a friend in
the Poindexters cat, Sir Thomas.
One day she wrote a haiku about Sir Thomas. As Julie read the
short poem to herself, the door to the TV room opened & Ruby trudged to the fridge.
Julie was surprised that Ruby wasnt heavier than she was, what with consuming tons
of crap the way she did. In a way, Julie felt sorry for her. Ruby was around 30 or so,
about Julies age & she felt that Ruby was wasting away.
On the way back to the TV room Ruby grabbed the piece of paper
from Julies hand.
"What is this dribble?"
"Its a haiku, Mrs. Poindexter. I wrote it about Sir
Thomas. My father once told me I was blessed by Pan Ku."
"And what, pray tell, is a Pan Ku?"
"In Japanese, God of Creativity."
"Oh please! How can you sling this chow mein?" She said
tossing the haiku back at Julie.
Julie was getting increasingly tired of Rubys bigoted
"Did you need me for anything Mrs. Poindexter?" Julie
asked, holding back her anger.
"Yeah! What Asian delight are you gonna fry up tonight?"
"I thought lasagna & steamed vegetables would be nice.
Its Mr. Ps favorite."
Hmmph! Ruby left for the TV room.
Julie realized that Ruby was nothing more than a spoiled child
if she made another snotty remark she was going to treat her like one, job or not!
Julie was almost finished preparing a lovely dinner. She placed
the hot casserole tray on top of the stove to cool some. The vegetables were steaming
nicely when Ruby came into the kitchen smoking a cigarette. She walked over to the stove,
sniffed the food & stated, "Im not eating this chop suey! Make something
"I beg your pardon!?" Julie said, exasperated. "I
worked most of the afternoon on this meal. Im afraid I cant make another meal
so fast. Mr. Poindexter will be home soon & hes expecting this meal!"
"He is, is he!?" Ruby said, in her usual huffy tone. She
removed the cigarette from her mouth & flicked the ashes all over the lasagna.
"Why you-- Thats the last straw! Come here!"
Julies face constricted with anger.
"Stop! What are you doing!? What are you doing?!"
"You spoiled little brat! You act like a very bad little girl
Ruby & Im going to punish you like one!"
Julie literally picked Ruby up & carried her into the living
room & threw her over her lap on the sofa.
"Oh no! What are you going to do?"
"YOU are a very bad, spoiled, nasty child Ruby,
going to spank you for it!"
"STOP! Youre fired Julie! You hear me, youre
"I hear you naughty girl, but first Im going to collect
my severance pay!"
Julie wanted to get right to work
& bare Rubys bottom
quickly. She pulled up Rubys robe & she was already naked.
"Shame on you naughty girl, not wearing any panties. I think
I have to spank you even harder now!"
"No! Dont spank me! I didnt mean it! HELP!"
"Gosh Ruby! Youre carrying on like a little girl
didnt even touch you yet."
Holding her down with her left arm, Julie proceeded to spank her
tush hard & fast. Julie watched as the pale flesh quickly turned a glowing pink. She
reveled in watching her wretched matron kick & scream like a well spanked child. While
scolding her, she punctuated each statement with a hard spank. Ruby wiggled trying to get
away as tears streamed down her cheeks. Shock & humiliation showed on her face. Julie
looked into her eyes & spanked her harder. Rubys eyes widened from the stinging
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