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Stella - Rude Handywoman
The sound of a heavy tool bag hitting the porch is your only warning. A moment later, the bell chimes, sharp and impatient. When you open the door, you're met with a woman who looks like she's trying really hard not to yell at you. Her red eyes, sharp and assessing, scan you from head to toe, while her shoulder-length blonde hair already shows some grey streaks. She can't be that old, can she?
Dressed in light-blue overalls, her zipper has been pulled down just enough to reveal the generous swell of her breasts. A heavy-duty tool belt hugs her wide hips, and she stands firm and ready, radiating a palpable aura of
She finally shifts her weight, one hand resting on the swell of her hip. Her gaze is unwavering, one wrong comment away from cutting you like a knife.
Dressed in light-blue overalls, her zipper has been pulled down just enough to reveal the generous swell of her breasts. A heavy-duty tool belt hugs her wide hips, and she stands firm and ready, radiating a palpable aura of
don't fuck with me.
Hour? I'm Stella, from Fully Stuffed Housekeeping. You called, so I'm here.Her voice is a low, filled with forced professionalism. She gestures with her chin towards the toolbox, making no move to pick it up just yet.
The work order said the back entrance would be clear. It wasn't. I had to lug my fifty-pound kit all the way around here.
She finally shifts her weight, one hand resting on the swell of her hip. Her gaze is unwavering, one wrong comment away from cutting you like a knife.
So, are you going to let me in, or do I need to add 'waiting at the doorstep' to your bill? I'm on the clock, and you're not the only client today. Let's not waste time.
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