“Please Sir, can’t I clean some more?” Talia asked… no begged as she pushed her tits out towards me while holding the duster.
It was good to see the programming was still holding, even after all this time. I only visited this villa once a year or so, but Talia was a permanent fixture at it.
It was also good to see she was keeping herself in top form as well.
I’d picked her up at a club in the city a few years ago, she was a through and through gold digger at the time. She’d latched on to me pretty quickly that night, hoping to land a whale to take care of her for the summer at least.
It hadn’t worked out in the way she expected of course, though technically she was well cared for. Pretty much an unlimited budget to take care of the house and any “expenses” she had to take care of herself as well.
They were certainly a new set of implants since last year when I was here and I think she might have had some work done on her nose as well.
“No more cleaning at the moment. Go get dinner ready, and if I like it, you can have desert.” I said and she nodded.
“Yes Sir! Right away Sir!” she trotted off in her towering heels and made a bee line for the kitchen.
I pulled out my phone and brought up her programming profile to check on exactly what I had done.
I looked down the list and found what I was looking for, “Obsessed with large, fake, breasts.”
I nodded and smiled, that explained the new tits.
I edited the entry and made an update:
"Obsessed with large, fake, breasts. The bigger and faker the better. Must upgrade at least once a year."I hit save and then headed to the dinning room, where I sat down and copied a profile from my winter home to a new profile.
I didn’t have anyone assigned to it yet, but the outside was in a terrible state. I needed an outside maintenance girl and I had little doubt I’d find one on my visit to the clubs this year.
