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NurseMaxine
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The sun was just begiinning to paint a thin crimson line along the edge of the Northern Irish hills as it began to rise across the narrow channel that separated Inis Fraoih Island from the Western Edge of the Emerald Isle. The island west of the channel was a near forgotton place frozen in time so much that were it not for the fact that it fell below the flight path of International Flights from the America's that could be seen if not heard from the ground, one would scrsely know it was 21st century and not the early 20th. Roads there were scarsely wide enough for two cars to pass and anything but level, lined with wildflowers, and quiet enough to hear a butterfly's wings . Houses were few and simple with a charm that the world had all but completely abandoned. This had been the world in which Eloine had been born to a Catholic miner. and a Protestant bar maid, out of wedlock so that even among the poorest of the poor she was looked down upon.
Eloine could scarsely afford pride or being choosy about how she would spend her life and it was when the Galway linen company opened a new plant in Donnagel and began to hire girls to wash and fold new linens forshipment to the UK, she was among the the first to apply, being very greatful for steady work and a small but reliable wage in such a remote location. It was at the mill that she would have her first introduction to technogy, and her world began to bloom. One day as she prepared to ride her bicycle the ten miles home, a cruise ship first entered Donnagel Harbor, and she paused at the top of a hill to watch in awe as it gracefully pulled up to the dock. She had never seen a ship so beautiful . Overcome with fascination,and curiosity, she turned and headed down the road to the warf. Reaching the bow ofthe great ship, she pedaled along its entire length, noting it was over 130 meters long . As she pedalled back, the the Bosen was setting up a table and and a sign . As it happened, they were hiring Cabin stewardesses and hoping to attract willing young girls with skills at makingbeds, doing laundry, and folding crisp linens with precision, that also posessed inate beauty that might turn a wealthy man's head. In that moment fate had set her humble life heading in a whole new direction. Though she required help in filling out the application, her willowy looks, and the skill she demontrated in foldind linens, when tested, won her an offer at nearly twice her current wage .
Her bicycle felt weightless as she pedalled back up the hill toward home, eager to tell her mother. Even though it meant she would be gone weeks at a time, her mother had often told her it was high time she was on her own. Her mother had thought it would be marriage rather than employment that would pull her from the home but was still eager for Eloine's leaving . Her mother worried that her father's attention to his daughter's blossoming figure was noticably increasing and might soon result in unwanted attention, and so she was glad to see her daughter out of the house. Eloine had agreed to report work the nextafternoon, and had been issued four uniforms , three informal work outfits in black, white and powder blue, and one set of dress whites with black shorts. She was informed that no one wore shoes aboard ship. The chief stewardess, had measured her carefully before issuing her uniforms, and whispered in her ear that the work outfits looked best without bra and panties, and suggested that she go without them because tips were a significant portion of their pay and that making a good impression on the guests improved them. Eloine was shocked by the comment, but exercised discretion, and kept her thoughts to herself.
Later that evening, Eloine tried on the uniforms, and looking in the mirror, was imediately impressed at how thin , stretchy, and translucent they were, particularly the white and powder blue ones. She now fully understood the Chief Stewardess' comment and realised that being fully shaven would be an absolute necessity. Before bed she took a bath and saw to it that her body was hairless. Though she went to bed late she only slept fitfully and woke early the next day and packed a small bag, before dressing in the powder blue uniform and kissing her mother goodbye. She felt almost naked as she rode the bike to the warf, but encountered no one until she arived at the ship and was greeted agin by the chief stewardess, who looked her up and down and nodded her approval before escorting Eloine to the ship's laundy and a mountain of uniforms and dirty linens. She handed Eloine a radio, and showed her how to use it . Nodding to the laundy she said "I believe, you know what to do here, keep your radio on at all times. Do a good job, and we will get along just fine. You will get your cabin assignment at the crew meeting in a couple of hours."
Eloine took a few minutes to familiarize herself with the compact laundryroom, and started sorting laundry.
Eloine could scarsely afford pride or being choosy about how she would spend her life and it was when the Galway linen company opened a new plant in Donnagel and began to hire girls to wash and fold new linens forshipment to the UK, she was among the the first to apply, being very greatful for steady work and a small but reliable wage in such a remote location. It was at the mill that she would have her first introduction to technogy, and her world began to bloom. One day as she prepared to ride her bicycle the ten miles home, a cruise ship first entered Donnagel Harbor, and she paused at the top of a hill to watch in awe as it gracefully pulled up to the dock. She had never seen a ship so beautiful . Overcome with fascination,and curiosity, she turned and headed down the road to the warf. Reaching the bow ofthe great ship, she pedaled along its entire length, noting it was over 130 meters long . As she pedalled back, the the Bosen was setting up a table and and a sign . As it happened, they were hiring Cabin stewardesses and hoping to attract willing young girls with skills at makingbeds, doing laundry, and folding crisp linens with precision, that also posessed inate beauty that might turn a wealthy man's head. In that moment fate had set her humble life heading in a whole new direction. Though she required help in filling out the application, her willowy looks, and the skill she demontrated in foldind linens, when tested, won her an offer at nearly twice her current wage .
Her bicycle felt weightless as she pedalled back up the hill toward home, eager to tell her mother. Even though it meant she would be gone weeks at a time, her mother had often told her it was high time she was on her own. Her mother had thought it would be marriage rather than employment that would pull her from the home but was still eager for Eloine's leaving . Her mother worried that her father's attention to his daughter's blossoming figure was noticably increasing and might soon result in unwanted attention, and so she was glad to see her daughter out of the house. Eloine had agreed to report work the nextafternoon, and had been issued four uniforms , three informal work outfits in black, white and powder blue, and one set of dress whites with black shorts. She was informed that no one wore shoes aboard ship. The chief stewardess, had measured her carefully before issuing her uniforms, and whispered in her ear that the work outfits looked best without bra and panties, and suggested that she go without them because tips were a significant portion of their pay and that making a good impression on the guests improved them. Eloine was shocked by the comment, but exercised discretion, and kept her thoughts to herself.
Later that evening, Eloine tried on the uniforms, and looking in the mirror, was imediately impressed at how thin , stretchy, and translucent they were, particularly the white and powder blue ones. She now fully understood the Chief Stewardess' comment and realised that being fully shaven would be an absolute necessity. Before bed she took a bath and saw to it that her body was hairless. Though she went to bed late she only slept fitfully and woke early the next day and packed a small bag, before dressing in the powder blue uniform and kissing her mother goodbye. She felt almost naked as she rode the bike to the warf, but encountered no one until she arived at the ship and was greeted agin by the chief stewardess, who looked her up and down and nodded her approval before escorting Eloine to the ship's laundy and a mountain of uniforms and dirty linens. She handed Eloine a radio, and showed her how to use it . Nodding to the laundy she said "I believe, you know what to do here, keep your radio on at all times. Do a good job, and we will get along just fine. You will get your cabin assignment at the crew meeting in a couple of hours."
Eloine took a few minutes to familiarize herself with the compact laundryroom, and started sorting laundry.
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NurseMaxine
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Down in the bowls of the yacht, tucked in between the galley and the crew quarters Eloine felt at home and in her element. With a major party in progress on deck her first priority were table linens and towels, all of them white, would be washed and dried hot, then folded and delivered still warm to the galley, both bars, the pool, and the dining room service area. This had to be done in full view of the guests quietly, without creating even a hint of disruption. To blend in when making these deliveries, she slipped off her skin-tight shorts and wrapped a black micro skirt around her waist. The skirt was incredibly short and made all the more risque by the fact that she had not worn panties and had to crouch to stock lower shelves and cupboard with fresh linens. The heat of the laundry room and the towels she had to deliver caused her to break a sweat. She had been warned about this situation and applied a simple solution suggestedby the chief stewardess. Before making a delivery, she stepped into her shower, while still wearing her powder blue tank top. This soaked the top, making it near transparent, while cooling her down and erasing any sweat stains. The overal effect made her appear near topless, except for the skirt, and as well endowed as she was, no-one who saw her would be complaining.
With the linens delivered, she returned to the laundry, and decided that dressed as she now was, was infinitely more comfortable than her normal work uniform. If there was any concern over the skirt being soiled, she would simply remove it and work bottomless. It was in this state, and working hard at the ironing machine, that she could be found for most of the evening, happy, content, but busy enough not to notice the presence of anyone passing her laundry room doorway.There seemed to be an almost endless supply of sheets and pillowcases that needed ironed and folded for cabin prep the next morning. She was not expecting guests to be present in the service hallway and expected that with so many guests present, only she, and the chef, were likely to be on the lower level, and the chef would be very busy.
With the linens delivered, she returned to the laundry, and decided that dressed as she now was, was infinitely more comfortable than her normal work uniform. If there was any concern over the skirt being soiled, she would simply remove it and work bottomless. It was in this state, and working hard at the ironing machine, that she could be found for most of the evening, happy, content, but busy enough not to notice the presence of anyone passing her laundry room doorway.There seemed to be an almost endless supply of sheets and pillowcases that needed ironed and folded for cabin prep the next morning. She was not expecting guests to be present in the service hallway and expected that with so many guests present, only she, and the chef, were likely to be on the lower level, and the chef would be very busy.
NurseMaxine
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As she fed yet another sheet set into the ironing machine, the glint of something shiny appeared in her periferal vision. Almost afraid to acknowledge the presence of another person in her inner sanctom, Eloine averted her eyes just far enough to catch a glimps of an obviously very virile man quietly observing her as she stood at the ironing machine totally naked from the waste down and barely concealed from the waste up. She did her vey best to conceal her knowledge of the man's presence, but she found the illusion almost impossible to maintain, as her heart was now pounding in her chest and the added stimulation now had body responding with the beginings of a flood of cream that would soon be flowing down her thighs with nothing to conceal it. Finally, unable to bare it any longer she turned to face the man and with her slit glistening and hands visibly trembling, she asked in a halting voice " may I be of service Sir?" Though her knees were growing weak, she managed to stand before the man and manage a weak smile. " do you need fresh linens or your clothes pressed?" It was obvious that he needed no such thing, but it was the best she could do to maintain her composure. The air was thick with sexual tension and though it was nothing she understood, it was none-the-less self evident, and though she fought to contain it, her young virgin body was having none of it.
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