This is a fictional account.
Beth Carr found herself walking home on the last day of school her senior year. She was between boyfriends and did not own wheels of her own. The bus, as a graduating senior, would have been to degrading to ride. As she walked, she thought about her life. She was graduating from West Little Rock High School in two days but without a future to look forward to. Her alcoholic dad was in jail again after another DWI conviction and her waitress mom could not afford to send her to college while taking care of her two younger sisters.
She was deep in thought about what she would do when she heard her name being called.
"Beth, wait up." Teisha Wells called from behind her.
Beth turned to see her best friend Teisha trying to catch up with her. As she waited, she thought about the two of them. Teisha had been her closest friend for three years. Their mothers worked together at the "Travelers Bar & Grill". Teisha was also between boyfriends and her family was in the same basic financial shape as Beth's. Her dad had left her mother with four kids when Teisha was ten. Teisha was not headed for college either. They would probably end up getting jobs together as waitresses or store clerks. At least until they could save money for college. Neither had been a good enough student to win an academic scholarship or athletic enough for a sports scholarship.
As Teisha neared, Beth looked at her friend. Teisha was a good looking black girl. She had shoulder length hair which she wore straight or in a ponytail. Her clothes were modest and mostly old but her great figure still made the boys look. Teisha's best feature, besides her bubble butt, was her 36C breasts that threatened to bust out of her old undersized bras. Her skin reminded Beth of chocolate ice cream. Her father had been black but her mother was Thai. The combination gave Teisha a mocha complexion and a cute sultry face. Teisha had a tight waist from running track. At 5' 8" and around 130 pounds she was fit and great bikini material.
Beth watched Teisha's tits bounce as she neared and slowed to her side. Beth wished she had tits like Teisha. Hers' were quite a bit smaller. Beth was white, 5' 10", and about 125 pounds. She only had 34B breasts but they were perky with great nipples. At least, that is what her first boyfriend had said. He had liked sucking on her nipples. Beth's hair was blonde and about half way down her back. She also wore it straight or in a ponytail. Her best features, at least from the opinions of her three past boyfriends, were her deep blue eyes, her pouty puffy lips, her nipples, and her long shapely legs. Beth had played volleyball and had a models figure. Beth wished she and Teisha could afford good clothes like other girls in school. If they could, maybe they would both have new boyfriends by now.
"Beth, why'd ya leave without me?" Teisha said.
"Sorry Teish. I guess I spaced. I just assumed ya had a ride," Beth said.
"Yeah, it sure is embarrassing that we have to walk home, huh?" Teisha said.
"Yeah...but more embarrassing we have nothin much to look forward to except working some meaningless jobs. What are we gonna do?" Beth said.
"Not sure. It would be depressing to have to be waitresses like our moms. We got to figure a way to get outta this worthless place," Teisha said.
"Yeah, I wish I was going to college but I guess I'm going to have to earn the money myself," Beth said.
As they walked along towards home, Teisha reached into her book bag.
"Hey, I took a copy of this job opportunity from the school bulletin board. Whatcha think about this?" Teisha said handing the paper to Beth.
They walked along as Beth read the ad. The title of the advertisement was "Girl(s) wanted for Domestic Helper".
"This just sounds like a glorified maid," Beth said.
"Well, sort of...but do ya recognize the name at the bottom?" Teisha said.
"No, should I." Beth said.
"I saw somewhere, maybe on the news once, that guy is fabulously rich. He owns Prate Drilling and a bunch of other companies. Charles Prate is the richest guy in Arkansas besides the Waltons. He owns most of the oil and natural gas wells in this state and many in the gulf." Teisha added.
"So...
"Well, nothin but wouldn't it be interesting to see how the filth rich live for a while?" Teisha said.
"What the hell are ya saying? We should work for this rich bastard as maids for the summer or somethin?" Beth asked.
"Ya got a better idea? I sure as hell don't want to be a fuckin waitress like our moms!" Teisha said.
"Why the hell not...what is wrong with that!" Beth said.
"Well...with your skinny ass maybe nothin but I don't want every freakin dirty old trucker and undersexed bastard pinchin my ass all fuckin day. Ya can have that!" Teisha said.
"Good point!" Beth laughed. "But fuckin maids...
"Hey, at least he lives away from here. Did ya see the address at the bottom?" Teisha said.
Beth looked again at the paper and saw that the address was a large estate out near Hot Springs, about 30 miles to the west. It was called "Eagle's Lair".
"Wow...ya mean we would move out to there?" Beth said.
"Yeah...I think so...
"But he is only hiring one maid?" Beth said.
"Look again; it says girl or girls sought." Teisha said.
"Ya think we could do this together?" Beth asked.
"Why not, we just need to pass the interview." Teisha stated.
"What the hell do we know about being a maid?" Beth said.
"Haven't we both been cleaning for our moms for years while they work?" Teisha stated.
"Yeah, with a bunch of punk ass messy kids too," Beth said.
"Right...so whatcha ya think?" Teisha asked?
"What the hell we got to lose anyway. It's just an interview. Do ya think many will apply?" Beth asked.
"I don't know but I did see two others taking copies. We would make a good team though and we can talk that up." Teisha said.
"True...I guess we should try it." Beth said.
"Great!" Teisha said. "Let's call for the interviews right away."
"Ok...