After leaving Marcel I went back to report to Mrs Yesenia.
"Really, he accepted?" She said and her tone and facial expression were itched with surprise.
"Yes he did so now I am free to join with the house chores," I said and I really couldn't understand why I was so excited about this.
Usually I do not enjoy doing chores that much when I stayed alone but now it is feeling like it is one great adventure to partake in the house chores.
"Alright then whenever you want to help you are free to," Madam Yesenia said.
"How about now?"
"Of course. Come with me," she said and I went with her...
I followed Mrs Yesenia to the kitchen and there was a heap of dirty dishes though their were two female servants who were about same age with me or younger were already doing the dishes with one of them washing with soapy sponge and the other rinsing with running water from the tap and also drying them with a clean towel.
"Good morning Madam Yesenia.." the ladies greeted both Mrs Yesenia and I as soon as they saw us and I could see the respect they had for her as they refer to her as madam even though she is a servant like them too.
"How are you doing girls?" She said with a smile on her face.
"We are fine Madam Yesenia," one of the ladies said.
"Good. You girls are doing a good job keep it up," Madam Yesenia commended them.
"Thank you Madam Yesenia," both ladies chorused with a smile.
"I am sure you know Miss Ella here? In case you don't know her, she is Senor Marcel's reputable guest," she introduced me to them and they acknowledged my presence with a respectful gesture.
Madam Yesenia continued speaking. "By her own choice Miss Ella has chosen to help out with the house chores around here so I want you girls to have it in the back of your mind that she is still an esteemed guest and not a servant so she should be administered the proper respect deserving of a guest. Is that understood?"
"Yes Madam Yesenia," both ladies chorused again.
"Alright then I will you in their company but if you need my attention please do not hesitate to call for me," she said to me and I smiled.
"Thank you," I said and she left.
Finally being alone with the two ladies I could sense they were nervous and unnatural, probably they think I was here to boss them around or supervise their work so I tried my best to put them at ease and make them comfortable with my presence.
"Hey, you two are so beautiful. I love your hair," I said with the most sincere tone and it was quite ease because they were actually beautiful and they have really long hair, both of them.
"Thank you," they said but I could still sense that unease in their voice but I was determined to warm up to them.
"Can I touch them?" I politely requested and they nodded so I gently touched and feel their hair.
"Wow. It's so smooth and soft. I love it," I said and I could see a genuine smile form on their faces at last and that made me to smile also.
"So what do you need me to do. I can wash as well as rinse," I said enthusiastic.
"Why don't you dry the plates with the towel?" The taller of the ladies with a slender body said and I sniled.
"Sure, I can do that."
The work commenced with the taller lady washing while the other who is less taller but a little bit more fleshy than the other was doing the rinsing while I was drying with a towel...
"By the way I know Madam Yesenia has already introduced me to you guys but I will like to do it again. My name. It's Ella and I would like to know you girls name too," I said.
"My name is Isabella and she is Laura," the taller of the ladies said and from that moment we became friends as we did the dishes and chit chat amidst laughter...
It was quite fun doing the simple things and I was really enjoying our conversation as Isabella and Laura had lots of tales to tell concerning the happenings in the mansion and it's occupant.
They talked about the secret relationships going on between different servants and how some male servants have more than one lover and also how some female servants are slut and sleep around with all the male servants and as the discussion progresses they started talking about Marcel's friend Eden. How he is a big flirt and on how he had slept with almost all the female servants in the mansion, including themselves as they emphasized on how he was good on bed and how his girlfriend Jane is clueless about what was happening on around her.
It was quite puzzling the things they were saying in front of me considering the fact they didn't know me quite well. For all they know I could be very close friends to Eden or his girlfriend Jane and I would go to them and tell them all what they have said and that would most likely cost them their jobs but thankfully I am not a snitch so I just listened to what they were saying and I won't lie it was quite an interesting tale.
However my ears became super attentive when they started talking about Marcel as I find myself eager to know his secret and his personal actives especially his love life or sexual exploits.
"..Senor Marcel is nothing like his best friend Eden, he is calm and reserved but he can be scary sometimes," Isabella said.
"Yes. I get the shivers anytime he fix his eyes on me," Laura agreed while I just listened while I dried the plate in my hand with a towel.
"I tell you those eyes of his are alive and they are enchanted. No one can possibly stare into them for long without falling into it's spell," Isabella said and strangely her words made sense because I feel the same.
"I wouldn't mind falling into it's spell or into his bed," Laura said and both ladies giggled naughtily.
"I won't mind either. Honestly he is a specimen of a man and I wish I could just have one night with him. I would be the happiest woman in this world," Isabella said biting her lower lip down. It was clear she was already fantasizing about Marcel.
"Me too. I would let him have me in anyway and style he pleases even if it would kill me. It would surely be a best way to leave this earth," Laura said and I must admit both girls are quite naughtier than I thought.
"If only wishes were horses," Isabella said and her facial expression as well as that of Laura became low.
I was interested in knowing more about Marcel but I don't want to come out too openly so I decided to be very tactful about my approach.
"You ladies are beautiful. I am sure Mr Marcel can look your way," I said, wanting to drew words from their mouth.
"That's not possible, trust me I have tried but he doesn't look our way he doesn't look the way of any of the female servants," Isabella answered.
"Really? Could this be because he has a wife or something?" I asked as I was curious to know his marital status.
"Wife? No, definitely not. Senor Marcel isn't married," Isabella gave me a reply.
"A girlfriend then?" I raised a brow.
"I doubt. He doesn't have one," she answered.
"Is he a gay?" I asked as I couldn't understand how a extremely good looking man like Marcel would have no wife or girlfriend.
Isabella and Laura burst out laughing at my question before.
"Senor Marcel is no gay for sure," Laura said then she went further to explain. "A gay can't make four ladies scream."
Her explanation only left me with more questions and confusion.
"What do you mean by that? Make four ladies scream?" I asked and a naughty smile formed on Laura's and Isabella's face.
"Exactly what it means," Laura said but I still needed a more comprehensive explanation.
"I don't get," I said and Isabella stepped in to explain.
"Marcel might not be as flirtatious as Eden but he becomes a wild animal when he gets in the mood and not even one lady is enough to satisfy his needs so he has as many as 2, 3 or 4 ladies in his bed and the mansion would be filled with their moans and screams throughout the night like he was killing them," Isabella explained but it felt like she was telling some kind of naughty folktale
"This can't be true, right?"
"It is true. I had once peeped on him when he was having sex and I felt my whole body vibrating at the way he was riding them. I have never seen anything like that before. I had an orgasm just by watching him," Laura said and it didn't sound like she was messing around.
"What?...Wait. How are these ladies?" I asked, still trying to make sense of what they were saying.
"I don't know who they are but they are very pretty and never the same set of girls. He changes them frequently, almost like he had zipped all their energy in them when they have sex,"