Fan Fiction ❯ Cleaning Up Sheffield ❯ "Women" ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter 2~ Women (Maid to Serve)

It was near lunch time and Phil had called nearly twenty house keeping and cleaning services. Either he thought the service wasn’t good enough, or he didn’t feel right about it, or he just didn’t the pay was worth it. The last three companies he’s called, he only got a busy signal or a message stating to call back in an hour, because the staff was out to lunch.

The next one they tried sounded interesting. “How ‘bout this one?”, Stephan asked as he rested his chin on Phil’s shoulder and pointed to an ad. The ad took up a good fourth of the page and it featured two women; one on each side. Both of them were twins. One had long curly black hair; the other had long curly red hair. Both of them were attractive in all ways and very fit--only the red head was a little chunky by five pounds, which only rounded her breasts and hips a bit more--and they were wearing a classic French Maid outfit that plunged at the neckline, while the fluffy skirt stopped at mid-thigh. Phil laughed. “You can’t always go by the picture.”, Phil said while his eyes lingered on the picture. “May’e not, but you can’t help but like the advert!”, Stephen said with a grin, as his finger ran over the incentives the cleaning service has. The ad stated:

· “Hmm…it does sound good…”, Phil said thoughtfully. “Yeah, they look good too. So, give ‘em a call on the blower.”, Stephen suggested. Phil laughed again, as he picked up the phone and dialed the numbers. Stephen always had an eye for the pretty girls. Phil drummed his fingers on the telephone directory as he waited for the other line to pick up. “Bonjour. You have reached Maids to Serve. This is Rochelle speaking. How may I help you?”, the woman on the other line asked. “Miss Rochelle…”Phil started, a little distracted by the French accent. “I’m in need of some cleanin’ service an’ I came upon your advert.”, he continued. “Ahh…another interested gentleman I see. What exactly are you looking for in a maid?”, Rochelle asked. “I noticed your company has an Extreme Package Deal, where the maids clean on a daily basis. Could you tell me more about that?”, Phil asked. “Oui, Monsieur. That package is our most popular one, as you the consumer have many choices. You can choose to have one maid or several maids to form a team, depending on how big your estate is.”, Rochelle began. Phil motioned for Stephen to get a pen so he could jot down notes. “It took several minutes for Stephen to finally find one, thanks to all the clutter, and he handed it to Phil, as he sat back down on the bed. “As the client, you become the boss, once the maid moves in--”, Rochelle was about to say, before she was interrupted. “Wait, Miss Rochelle. Move in?”, Phil repeated. “Yes, Monsieur. One of the incentives of the Extreme Package Deal, is that we recommend the maid moves into the client home, because they are there on a daily basis. It would save our girls and the client extra money by not spending it on travel expenses. Also, this package contains adult privileges as well. You see, many of our clients are single, wealthy men and they also use the maids as company. And because the Extreme Package Deal does contain adult extras, our girls have the right to choose whether or not to wear uniforms. Many of them don‘t because they receive extra tips for rejecting the clothing. But, along with the regular duties such as waiting on their clients, our girls do the everyday house hold chores, which include: thoroughly cleaning the kitchens, bathrooms, bedrooms, offices, living rooms, etc. They will also dust, mop, vacuum, do windows, cook, laundry, do any errands, etc.”, Rochelle said bluntly. “Once the girl is in your home, they work for you. Our company is just merely the middle man to make sure that the work is rendered and the service is paid.. She added.

Phil’s eyes widened. “Exactly what kind of service is this?”, he asked astounded . “Monsieur, as I said, the adult privileges are only part of the package. It is completely up to the girls choice to complete it. Some girls have chosen to go the extra mile and some have not.“, Rochelle responded patiently. Stephen was just as shocked himself, when he over heard the phone conversation and looked at Phil. “Are you actually going through this?”, he asked as one of his eyebrows raised up and a little grin spread across his face. Phil nodded and continued on. “Miss Rochelle. I’m sorry to sound so surprised by this, but I’ve never heard of this kind of service before. “,Phil apologized, as he looked at Stephen. “It‘s quite alright, Monsieur. Many of our first time customers are. But, we found a service that most of our clients like and we’ve continued to provide it. Now, if you’re still interested, our fees are as follows: each girl gets paid £170.40 ($300.00) a week. You may choose to have a car pick up your helper or we can provide the travel expense which will be £11.37($20.00) each time our chauffeur is used. First of all, how many girls would you like to have?”, Rochelle asked him. I believe two would be enough.”, Phil responded. “Very well, Monsieur. You’ll get the two best girls we have. How would you like to have the girls delivered?”, Rochelle continued. “I’ll let the company bring them over.”, Phil answered. “Excellent, Monsieur. That will be giving you a total of: £340.80($600.00) for both girls. As I told you before, an adult service is part of the package. If any such relations transpire between you and your employees, then it is up to you on how you wish to pay them for it, or if you wish to pay them at all. The girls will have to fill out a time sheet and include the total hours at the end of each week, for you to sign. Also, along with the time sheets, you will be given a receipt book. One will be used for each time you pay the girls. Before you mail us their time sheets, we ask that you include the receipt. Of course, you will keep a copy for your records. This is just to cover you, incase any misrepresentation might occur between you and your employees. And, as far as the chauffeur is concerned, you may pay him, when the girls arrive at your estate tonight.”, Rochelle concluded.

“Tonight? That’s pretty quick service.”, Phil said. “Yes Monsieur, because you’ve chosen the Extreme Package Deal, you may have your maids arrive the same day, unless it’s inconvenient for you. Then we can have them arrive in the morning.”, she answered. “Oh, no. Tonight will be excellent.”, he told her. “Very well, Monsieur. All I need now is your name, address and phone number, as you will be getting a complimentary call before the girls arrive. Also, we are located in Portsmouth UK, so that will mean it will take them at least four hours to arrive at your estate. Will there be any complications with this arrangement?”, Rochelle asked him. “It is a long ways, but like I said before, I’m in need of housekeepers and you’re the only reasonable one I’ve found so far.“, Phil said before giving her the necessary information. Rochelle was thrilled with excitement, when she found out who the client was. “It is very excellent to be doing business with you Monsieur Collen. I have just the girls for you. I don’t think you will be disappointed.”, she told him. “Thank you, Miss Rochelle. I’m sure the service will be excellent. I’ll have the chauffeur’s pay ready when he gets here.”, Phil told her. Rochelle made sure that all the information was correct, before the two hung up the phone. “Well, now that we’ve taken care of business, let’s take care of business on a more…personal level.”, Stephen said as his lips brushed up against Phil’s neck and his hand moved slowly down his chest. Right when Stephen got to Phil’s pelvic bone, there was yet, another knock on the door.

“Oh, piss off, whoever you are!”, Phil accidentally yelled out. He meant to tell the person to wait a minute, but his mouth said the other instead. Stephen immediately took that as his cue and went into the bathroom, so he wouldn’t be seen by the other band mate, in such an uncompromising situation. “What the bloody hell, is your problem, today? First, you let our maids go and then you’re cranky on top of it. Are you on the rag or something?”, Joe asked from behind the closed door. He knew better than to walk on into his room, without permission. “Just a minute.”, Phil told him as he got up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom. As Phil walked towards the door, Stephen saw him from inside the bathroom and suddenly tossed him his cotton jerseys from earlier that morning and shut the door. Phil immediately put on his pants and answered the door, to see Joe leaning on the wall. He had obviously woken up, a few hours ago, for his hair was a mess and there were dark circles under his eyes. It was his usual hangover make under look--he was another one who had drunk too much the night before. Obviously, he heard the commotion earlier, because he didn’t look pleased at all, from having been woken up so rudely.

“Sorry, Joe. I guess the wine is still talkin’ an’ I’ve had nothin’ but interruptions all morning’.”, Phil told him. “That’s shite when that happens, but it doesn’t explain why we have no maids.”, Joe said. “That’s tak’n care of. We’ve got new ones comin’ tonight, an’ besides we’ve all decided to fire that team anyway.”, Phil informed him. “Yeah, but couldn’t ya wait till after they cleaned this mess?”, Joe asked, as he threw his hands up in the air. “By the way--who’s the new girls?”, he added, curiously. Phil grinned. “You’ll have to wait, till I tell the others. Are the guys awake?”, he asked. “Yeah. That fight ya had with the maid woke us up. Haven’t see Stephen though--he must still be asleep. Ya know him…he can sleep through anything!”, Joe chuckled. Phil decided not to say anything to that statement and just smiled a secret smile and nodded. “Tell the boys we’ve got a meetin’ in the kitchen. I’ll go see if I can raise Stephen.”, he told him. Joe nodded and left.

After he was gone, Phil closed the door and went into the bathroom. “Come to raise me up, have you?”, Stephen asked. “Yeah, but I think it might take me a few minutes.”, Phil responded as he walked up to him.

“What could be taking them so long?”, Rick asked as he fixed himself a cup of coffee. The others just shrugged and grumbled as they sat on the bar stools around the kitchen island. “He said he was going to try and wake Stephen.”, Joe answered. “That can take all bloody day!”, Sav grumbled into his coffee. Several minutes later, the Terror Twins walked into the kitchen and fixed themselves some coffee. “Sorry we took so long. It was hard to get him up, since he was fightin’ it.”, Phil told them. Stephen tried his best not to snicker as he took a sip of his drink.

“So, what’s this meetin’ about?”, Rick asked. “Well, as you all know, we have no maids, but we’re gettin’ some girls in tonight to work for us.”, Phil answered. “Where are these girls from? I mean what company?”, Joe asked as he leaned his back against the counter. “It’s some place called Maid to Serve.”, Stephen answered, happily, with that mischievous grin on his face. “So, what do they do?”, Joe asked. “Better yet, what do they look like?”, Sav asked them. The guys couldn’t help but laugh at that one. “Well, they do everything the others did and then some, plus they get to live with us.”, Phil answered the previous question. “And if they’re anything like in the picture, they’re hot!”, Stephen added. Phil found the extra phone book in the kitchen and showed them the ad. “Shite!”, Sav expressed. “I got the Extreme Package Deal. That’s why they get to live with us, and there’s an adult package deal with it.”, Phil told them.

Three pairs of eyes suddenly looked up at him, eagerly. “Adult Package Deal. Please do explain.”, Rick told him. “It means they can clean the house in the nude and any other adult activities!”, Stephen told them excitedly. “When the bloody hell do they get here?”, Savage blurted out. “Sometime tonight, but there’s a couple rules I’m makin’ first!”, Phil stated bluntly. “First, if there’s any adult activity to be goin’ on, it must be concentual. I’m not goin’ to jail over a woman! Second, they’re not to be treated like whores. We’ve got a reputation to keep an’ we’re not goin’ to have people thinkin’ we degrade women. Is tha’ understood?”, Phil asked bluntly. The guys moaned miserably and nodded. “Yeah.”, they told him.

There was a moment of silence as they looked around the mess in the kitchen and the living room and then at the picture of the girls in the ad. “If they’re to be here by tonight, then we want to make a good impression, right?”, Rick asked. “Yeah, and we don’t want them thinkin’ we’re complete slobs, do we?”, Joe asked. “And I don’t want them thinkin’ I can’t control me own house.”, Phil mentioned. “We don’t want to turn them off with all this shite.”, Sav said. “So, maybe we should do it this once and clean before they get here?”, Phil asked, while sipping his coffee. “Yeah. Think it would be worth it?”, Stephen asked. “One way to find out.”, Phil answered. As soon as they were done with their coffee, they decided to do a quick cleaning of the house, to make it look halfway decent.


It had only been around fourty-five minutes when Rochelle got off the phone with Phil. She had been filling out paper work and getting the business folder ready, when she picked up her phone again and dialed one of her workers phone numbers. By the second ring, the other end was picked up. “Hello?”, the girl asked, with a soft French accent. “Darling! It’s Rochelle from the cleaning agency. What are you and your sister doing?”, Rochelle asked her. “Right now? Well, we’re packing. The landlord is kicking us out.”, the girl said dryly. “What for? I thought you were paid up on rent.”, Rochelle said. “We’re a month behind, with all the other bills.”, the girl told her. “I’m sorry that us helping you hasn’t been enough, but I do have good news for you.”, Rochelle told her. “What might that be?”, the girl asked. “I’ve a new job for you two and the client has agreed to have you move in with him, and the job pays £170.40 ($300.00) for each of you.”, Rochelle told her. The girl was silent for a minute. “What? Who?”, the girl asked. “I don’t want to reveal the clients name just yet, but he lives in Sheffield.”, Rochelle informed her. “Sheffield….that’s so far.”, the girl replied. “Yes, but it will solve your living situation and it’s not like you’ve not done this package deal before.”, Rochelle said. “Oh, it’s the adult one?”, the girl said with a grin. She loved doing the extreme package deal, because she always got the most money out of those, but lately, she hasn’t done them, from other reasons. “Yes, it is. I know you don’t have a problem with that, but I’m concerned about your sister.”, Rochelle told her. “Oh, I know she won’t have a problem with it. She knows she doesn’t have to do anything extra.”, the girl said, while looking at her sister, in the other room of their apartment. “Okay then. I’ll give you girls time to get ready and give me a call when you’re done. I’ll have the chauffeur come pick you up and take you there.”, Rochelle informed. “Yes, Miss Rochelle. I’ll be happy to tell my sister the good news.”, the girl said to Rochelle, before hanging up the phone.

“Who was that?,” the second girl asked. “That was Miss Rochelle. She’s got a job for us. The guy’s going to pay us £170.40 ($300.00) each! And he’s going to let us live on the property! But it’s the extreme deal.”, the first girl answered. “Well...it’s a roof over our heads…and the pay is good.”, the second girl said thoughtfully. She wasn’t sure if she should do the job or not, but they did need the money and a place to live. “It’s in Sheffield, too. We’ve not been there much.”, the first girl said as she sat on the floor beside her sister. “No, we haven’t. Maybe once or twice. It would be a nice change.”, the second girl replied. “So, how about it? You can back out at any time.”, the first girl told her. “I know, we’ll do it.”, she said. “Really? You’re sure?”, the first girl asked her. “Yes. Who knows, maybe this job will actually be a good one.”, the other girl replied.

The two continued to pack their clothes and when they were finished, they gave Rochelle a call, as promised. “Miss Rochelle, we’re ready to go.”, the first girl told her, when her boss picked up the phone. “Ahh, good. I’ll let the chauffeur know and send him over with the time sheets and receipt book. You two be careful, understand?”, Rochelle asked her. “Yes, ma’am.”, the girl said. Within the hour, the girls were already picked up by their chauffeur and on their way to their new client’s estate; eager as to who it could be.


In the meantime, the guys were almost done, when they received a phone call. “Hello?”, Rick asked, as he picked up the phone. “Hello. May I speak to Monsieur Collen, please?”, the lady asked. “Phil, it’s for you!”, Rick said while holding the phone in the air. Phil just shook his head and grabbed the phone from him. “Hello? This is Phil.”, he said into the phone. “Monsieur Collen. I am letting you know that your girls are on their way. They should be there before eleven tonight.”, Rochelle told him. “Eleven!? What time is it now?”, Phil asked her, not realizing the time. “Monsieur, it is a little after 7pm. Is anything wrong?”, Rochelle asked him. “No Miss Rochelle. I jus’ didn’t realize time got ahead of me.”, he answered. “Thank you again, for your service.”, he added. “No, Monsieur, thank you and good night.”, she responded. After he hung up the phone, he sat down on the sofa next to Stephen. “Well...the girls are on their way.”, Phil said as he rested his feet on the coffee table. “When they getting’ ‘ere?”, Sav asked. “They should be ‘ere by eleven.”, Phil answered him. “So, what should we do now?”, Joe asked. “I don’t know…we could practice our new album we’re makin’”, Stephen said.


Nearly four hours had gone by since the guys started practicing on their album, when they heard a loud buzzing sound coming from inside their basement studio. Phil stopped playing his guitar and pressed the callbox by the basement door. “Yeah.”, he answered. “Is this Mr. Collen?”, the man asked. “Yeah. Who‘s?”, Phil asked. “This is the driver from Maids to Serve. We’re waiting access at the gate.”, the man told him. Phil motioned for the guys to sop playing. “The girls are ‘ere.”, he informed them. “Well, what are we waitin’ for?”, Stephen asked. The guys climbed the stairs to the main floor as the driver was going down the paved drive way to the estate. “I wonder who could live here?”, the first girl asked, as they looked out the window, at the huge English cottage estate, that had a life size statue of a cow, in the front lawn. The first girl couldn’t help but laugh when she saw it. “I dunno, but I’m wondering what we got ourselves into.”, the second girl said as they drove closer to the house. After the driver parked the car and let the girls out, he walked with them to the door. Before he got there, the door was already opened and the girls stopped in their tracks from who was on the other side. “This must be a dream…”, the girls said at once, while looking at each other. Phil and Stephen looked at each other, and winked at the same time, when they saw the girls approach. “They’re the ones from the ad!”, Stephen said all too happily. The other guys were standing beside them and all were wearing the same identical grin as Phil and Stephen were. “Think they like what they see?”, the driver asked. The girls just looked at the guys and grinned. “I think we like what we see too!”, the first girl said, as she nudged her sister.

Stephen immediately drew his eyes towards the black haired girl who was wearing a pair of tight black jeans and a sheer ice blue shirt, with a silk ice blue tank top underneath, that had a plunging neck line, that rested below her cleavage. Phil was more interested in the red head wearing a red dress with a matching sweater. The dress’ hemline stopped at mid-thigh and the neck like rested just above her cleavage, so that one just got a hint of her womanly curves. “Hello, I’m Phil Collen, this ‘ere beside me, is Stephen Clark. Beside him are Joe Elliot, Rick Savage, an’ Rick Allen.”, Phil introduced themselves. “Pardon the interruption, but before you finish the introductions, here is the folder that contains the paper work Miss Rochelle spoke to you about, and there’s the matter of the transportation fee.”, the driver told them, as he handed the folder to Phil. “Oh, yes. I’ll be right back with the payment.”, he said as he took the folder and excused himself for a minute. Shortly later he came back with the driver’s payment. “I’ll get the girls’ things and be on my way.”, he told them.

After the driver got their bags and left, the guys helped the girls into the house. “Well, why don’t we get you settled in?”, Phil said, while looking at the red head. “Oh, by the way. What are ya names?”, Joe asked. The guys could’ve smacked themselves for not having asked, but the girls just smiled, as they followed them up the staircase. “I am Babette.”, the dark hared girl said. “And this is my sister, Roxanne.”, she added, as she nodded towards the other girl. All of a sudden, the guys broke out into song, with Phil being the loudest:

//Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light Those days are over You don't have to sell your body to the night
She couldn’t help but laugh as they continued onto the second verse and felt herself blush. Babette looked at her sister, when they reached the second floor and laughed along with her. It was good to see her sister smile and laugh again. It had been too long since she’d done that.
//Roxanne You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right…

Usually, she’d have taken that the wrong way, considering what kind of job she was in, but Roxanne laughed it off, welcoming the serenade.

“Well, this will be your room ‘ere. Sorry, it’s only one room, but we kind of have limited space, with all us guys livin’ ‘ere. But, it’s big enough for two beds and I think you’ll enjoy it.”, Phil said as he opened the adjoined bedroom, that was located between his room and Stephen’s; being on the left. When he opened the door, the girls’ mouths hit the floor. “Holy shit! This room can fit our whole freakin’ apartment!!”, Babette exclaimed. The guys couldn’t help but laugh at her. “It couldn’t ‘ave been that small.”, Savage said. “It was incredibly small. It was more like the size of a small hotel room.”, Babette said, as they walked into the bedroom. The room wasn’t decorated too badly, considering it was mostly occupied by male inhabitants. The walls were a nice warm cream color, trimmed in dark brown and had a dark brown wooden floor. The beds were both full size and had satin sheets on them in cream and slate blue. There were several memorabilia photos of old concerts the band performed on the walls, along with copies of magazine covers, that had their pictures on it. “Feel free to take down the pictures and decorate if you want, or you can just leave it there. We want you to feel at home with us.”, Phil told them. “By the way, don’t worry ‘bout startin’ work tomorrow. You can start it the day after, since you arrived so late, an’ if you’re hungry, just join us in the kitchen for a bite to eat. Of course, we‘ll have to show you how to get there.”, he added. The girls just looked at them and nodded, still unable to believe who they’re working for. “We’ll give you a few minutes, if ya like.”, Stephen told them. “Um, thanks, that would be nice.”, Babette said.

The guys helped them put their bags in the room and Joe, Rick, and Sav went on downstairs, while Phil and Stephen stayed behind. Once the girls were in their room, they couldn’t help but start jumping up and down and scream, “We’re working for Def Leppard!!!!” They looked around the room, in astonishment at how huge it was and couldn’t help but get excited again. Phil and Stephen couldn’t help but laugh at them and shake their heads. They’re used to this kind of excitement from their fans and one would think it got old after a while, but with them it never did. Of all the jobs the girls have had before, they have never been treated with such politeness or been given such nice accommodations. After they tried to settle down, the girls freshened up and decided to join the guys for a midnight snack.















Currency exchange comes from: http://money.cnn.com/data/currencies/index.html?howmany=&currfrom=12627 4&currto=126274&btn_calculate=Convert&calculate=true#converter Conversion: UK £170.40 = $300.00/wk.-----£11.37 =$20.00
Okay, I tried to make a fake website address for this story for the ad use only and the phone number is fictional as well.
The song insert, Roxanne is by Sting from the albums: Unknown And The Very Best Of Sting & The Police.
Disclaimer: The author does not own anything nor claims the right to own anything by Sting, nor the record companies. Nor does the author take credit, for the song Roxanne. The song Roxanne was dong by Sting & The Police