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A little lewdish story of QW's albino maid. Don't worry, Quill is integral to the story so it still counts as fanfiction. I wrote the story, but then realized (okay, Kuro pointed out to me) that the timeline is fuggered. But it doesn't work as well if I try to fix the timeline. So please pay no attention to that man behind the curtain. Just roll with it and know I'm aware that some things don't line up with canon. But as a great man probably once said, "Never let facts stand in the way of a good story!" (He probably didn't write fanfiction.)

Dear Diary…
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Well, two years have come and gone since I started working for you-know-who. Did she remember? Hell no. I swear sometimes I get so mad at her! I know for a fact she doesn't remember my name. She's self-centered, egotistical and… oblivious. But every time I get the notion to quit altogether, she does something that reminds me why I still put up with her. The other day she complimented me. I know that sounds like nothing, but from Quill-Weave it's really a lot more than it seems. Most days she barely notices I'm there. But really I don't mind. Just to be around her is enough. And she pays pretty well too. All my friends are jealous, even though they make fun of the maid outfit. But she likes it. She's so traditional.

I caught her looking at my chest tuft again today. ;3

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Whoa! Today I was cleaning the area underneath her bed and I found a loose floor joist. I was actually trying to see if I could repair it when I realized it was intentional! And what do you suppose I found inside it? I should have guessed. She is, after all, a repressed writer. I've known that since we met. Well I think I've found where she lets off steam! I borrowed one of them from the bottom where I don't think she'll notice. Going to read it now.

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Oh! Oh wow. She's such a great writer, even her porn is great! Of course it was explicit. You'd expect that. But even with that she has such an imagination. I really wish I could share this, but she obviously doesn't want it published - even under a fake name. Too bad. It's so much better than anything Casta has written! Got me all hot-and-bothered, that's for sure.

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Yup. I'm sure of it now. Even when she's writing for herself she tries to deny it. Her protagonists usually are ‘forced' into compromising situations with other women. But she's also still a romantic at heart and things work out by the end. Not without some really hot scenes though. Oh she's such a sweetheart. I want to tell her it's alright to feel that way, but she'd probably go ballistic. She is so repressed. I hope when she visits Casta she gets to let herself go wild. She deserves to let her guard down sometimes. I wonder how she got like this?

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Today she ran me off and didn't let me come in at all. I don't know what's happened, but she told me to take the week off. Did she find the missing story? I somehow don't think so though. She didn't act like that really. More like she was trying to hide something from me. I don't know why she'd do that. I've always kept all her secrets. Even the black outfit she keeps in the back of the closet. She must know I've seen it. Well, whatever the reason, it looks like I'm out of a job for a week. I miss her already. My roommate says I should get over her. Little does he know what I know now! Those special books don't lie.

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I HATE HER! I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER! What was I thinking? I'm nothing to her. I'm just the stupid cat that cleans her house. But I almost quit today. She'd kept me out of her house for a whole week. I'm so tired of all this! She'd had someone with her. That yellow khajiit. The one with the pineapple!

The slut is gone now - off to Kvatch or somewhere, but she left hair all over the place. I had to clean out the bath, and Quill won't even let me upstairs anymore to clean. I was right about one thing though. She does like khajiits as well as Casta. She just doesn't like me. I am such a complete idiot. I think I'm going to have to resign though. I don't know what I expected. After two years, if there was ever going to be anything between us, it would have happened already. My roommate tried to make me feel better, but I can't tell him everything. That's it, little diary. My life with Quill-Weave - even just as her maid, is over. Oh it hurts!

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Hold on, diary! Things weren't quite what I thought. She let me upstairs today. You would not believe how trashed her room is, but she told me about it. It was that slut with the pineapple, but it wasn't with Quill. Apparently the tramp had broken into her house, had wild sex up in Quill's room with some green guy, and hadn't even the decency to scurry out the back door. By her description, to be honest it sounds like the trash cat isn't all bad though. Just when she's drunk. She even slept with my mistress one night! Not like that - they just shared the bed. But still… I can't help feeling jealous.

She checked out my chest tuft again. Naughty Quill-Weave! Nope, she definitely isn't only interested in humans at least. Hope Springs Eternal!

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We got her window fixed today. No word from the other khajiit so that might be over. She did hear from a cousin in Kvatch though. Apparently something happened to her house and she's coming to visit for a while. More work for me, but I don't really mind. I think I have a thing for argonians - as if that's not obvious. But I don't think it's just that. Quill is just so special.

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So her cousin is coming over tonight and Quill asked me to bring some friends over. I've asked my roommate and he's bringing over some friends of his, and of course I'll be bringing Set and anyone she knows that might be fun. Kinda looking forward to it! I know we're being paid to ‘entertain', but it's great to be with Quill outside of our normal Mistress/Maid relationship even if just for a night.

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Wow. Last night got crazy. Like, really crazy. By the end of the night even Quill's cousin got into the game. But Quill didn't. I think she enjoyed it, but she's scared to death somebody will find out. She didn't so much as loosen her collar while we were all rolling around the floor naked! To be honest, I had a lot of fun anyway. I'll never look at my roommate quite the same again though! But he's cool with it. Actually he has a date with Set's friend. They got along awfully well last night.

I hope Quill doesn't look at me too differently from now on.

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Good old Quill-Weave. Reliable as the sun. She didn't say a thing. Pretends that night never happened. That's a relief actually. It did take some work getting the place cleaned up properly, but I'm actually pretty good at what I do. I'm not just a pretty cat in a maid's outfit! Her friend is staying in Anvil for quite a while apparently, though there's already talk of her moving into the Inn. Quill's not used to company for extended periods, and her cousin is about as different from her as night and day.

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Weedum-Ja is moving out today. I actually like her. She's a lot of fun and definitely not repressed! But it will be nice for things to get back to normal around the house.

My roommate spent the night with Set's friend. I think they're a thing now. He asked me when I'm going to meet someone. He knows I've already met someone though.

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I caught her exercising today. Meow! She hides her body, but underneath she's one toned lizard! I think I might ask her if she would consider training me. But really I'm a scaredy-cat. I'm too afraid to rock the boat. I get to see her every day, but I'm afraid if I ever were to say anything she might fire me. And she really might. She says stuff sometimes. She'd think a relationship between an employee and employer can only end in disaster. She's probably right too. I know she likes me, but Casta is her girlfriend. No, I better just keep my mouth shut.

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Ooookay. So Quill left to visit Casta today and I had a field day reading her ‘private' stories. I guess it's like reading a lusty diary. It's wrong but I can't help myself. She probably doesn't even think I can read. :3 But I found three - THREE! - stories about a mysterious evil argonian woman and a white khajiit. It's official. She's into ME! At least sometimes. I guess I kinda knew that though. Those stolen glances I catch her in once in a while... I always act oblivious of course. But it's just her fantasies too. I shouldn't read too much into three stories I suppose. Besides, she's so obviously into Casta that I'm at most a sideline.

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She's still at Casta's. I'm feeling depressed now. I read more stories. I know it's hopeless. I think she went to propose to Casta. I found a receipt for engagement rings. I know I should feel happy for her, but I don't. I'm a self-centered slut who wants nothing but her own happiness and can't just be happy that Quill might have found her life-mate. She'll probably move out and leave me forever.

I took a nap in her bed today naked. A long and physically exhausting nap.

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She comes back today. I went through the house top-to-bottom making sure everything was sparkling. (Especially the bed!) I don't shed much, but white fur is hard to miss. That's a good thing too though. Easy to see if it's all cleaned up. She'll never know.

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I don't know whether to laugh or cry! Quill's in despair. She didn't say anything, but I think her and Casta are off. I don't want her to be sad, but I can't help my selfish thoughts either. She tries to cover up her feelings, but her pillow was soaked with tears this morning. I want to give her a hug, but she probably wouldn't understand.

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Still dark days at the Quill house. She won't come out of her room. Told me to leave it for today. There wasn't much else to do. I don't think she's been out of her room much at all. I made her lunch and left it outside her door.

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I'm going to do it. It's the third day and this isn't just Quill moping. She's really feeling awful. I know it might well be the end of my employment with her, but she needs something. I don't know if I'm really what she needs either, but it's time. I've imagined the scenario in my head a million times, though I wish it were under better circumstances. But she needs someone, and right now I'm the only one she's got. I've got it all planned out. Of course I have her keys. At midnight tonight she's going to get a visitor. I hope she doesn't turn me away.

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Well, for better or worse, it's done. I think for the better. Last night I slipped into her house like a thief. It was pitch black but for a little moonlight, but enough light for me. I took off my clothes silently as a mouse and crept up the stairs. Thievery isn't my calling, but let's face it - I'd be damn good at it! When I opened her door I don't know if she was sleeping or not. I'm not sure if she knew either, but she turned to me with her eyes half-open. She didn't look scared. She looked like someone who had been awake for days and was at best only semi-lucid.

"Katia?" she whispered, but I stepped into the moonlight shining from her window to let her see me.

"No Ma'am. Not Katia."

I stood there for a minute, wanting to be sure she knew who I was through her depression and exhaustion. Then I slipped under the blanket with her. She didn't protest. She started crying again, but I just held her and let her cry. She finally stopped and I kissed her. She looked at me then. Really looked at me. Then I helped her get undressed and we lay together all night. Not doing anything, just two people who care about each other. Open and willing if the other wants to make a move, but that really wasn't the point. The point was that neither of us were alone that night.

Later, perhaps, things happened. I let her take the lead. It was not like her stories. She was gentle. Timid even. But nature will as nature wills as my mother used to say. It was surely no more than an hour till dawn when she fell asleep, and I slipped back out.

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There are not many advantages to being an albino really. I suspect without civilization, we would be sitting ducks in the wild. But there is one advantage. If other people stay up all night, they get up the next day with their eyes as red as mine. But if I stay up all night, I look just like I do any other day!

I was back at her house at my normal time, back in my maid outfit, and I made sure I was as bright and chipper as ever! I wished her good morning, cleaned the house and made her bed as if nothing had happened. If she would play along, things could go back to normal with no lasting consequence. I was good with that if she was.

She asked me, in a roundabout way, if I'd slept well. "Magnificently!" I told her. I was giving her an out. She could imagine it had been a dream if she wanted. I wouldn't gainsay her. But at least she was up and around. If nothing else, I'd done that much for her.

I was just finishing up in the kitchen when she came down the stairs, and I told her I was done and about to leave.

She was holding her blanket. She brought it closer to me.

"What do you see here?" she asked, feigning that rude tone she used when she was displeased, but I could tell it wasn't real.

I looked closely at the blanket. There was a white hair. Quite a few of them actually. Not really a surprise given the previous night's activities.

"Why Ma'am, I don't know what you're referring to! But I'll have it cleaned anyway."

Instead she hugged me, and I hugged her back, going so far as to give her a kiss.

"You're feeling better then, Ma'am?"

"Very much better… Um…"

"Oh, not to worry Ma'am. It's not for a Mistress like you to concern yourself with her staff's names I'm sure! Just ‘Maid' will do."

I left her standing in the kitchen, watching my tail as I took the blanket out to be cleaned. I suppose things will go back to normal, and I'm not sure that's not exactly what I want. Relationships between Mistress and Maid never end well. Best to keep it professional.

However she may get another late-night visit from a thief next month.
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KuroNeko: That's a very sweet story. I love it!
And that maid is just too adorable.

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lapma: Thats a nice story, hope to se more of them, maybe in more evil side of things, prefereably with other evil minion.( but in less lewd scenario when it comes to oinking minion :p)

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ADudeCalledLeo: And now everyone's happy (except for Katia, she's still our good ol' sadcat)
Good writing!