Back in their rooms, the maids usually slept in rooms with three or four beds. This was the usual setup, because the closeness helped them cooperate better.
"I'm still dead," Laura complained.
"Me too," Haribel agreed.
"Ahh! Do you guys want to play something?" The always energetic Ririka complained; she was bored with nothing to do.
"Maybe we could play a game?" Mora suggested.
"Hey, Ririka, you're always drawing everything, aren't you?" Haribel asked, her mind lighting up with an idea, her eyes gaining a mischievous glint.
"Always!" the girl replied, already excited.
"Then how about..." Haribel crossed her arms, emphasizing her enormous breasts, and tilted her head with a perverted smile. "Drawing us in sexy poses? That way we'd have several portraits of us scattered around the mansion... I think Davi would love it."
Ririka's eyes widened as if she had just received the best idea of the century. Laura, who still claimed to be "dead," raised an eyebrow.
