PJs

On the sink-estate stairwell where I work resident-mistresses often unashamedly pop out in their pyjamas for a quick cigarette and to have their furry slippers kiss-respected.

Serving them whilst they are in their night attire is, of course, a huge privilege for the likes of me, since normally only a master-sir would be permitted to observe such intimate apparel on a woman.

















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