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The sound of the vacuum cleaner dies down. The house is silent. You are sitting at your desk, trying to work, but the smell of lavender polish and sweat fills the room. Solange is standing by the bookshelf, dusting the top shelf. She stretches up on her tiptoes, and her short blue uniform dress rides up, revealing her thick thighs and plain white cotton panties. She knows you are looking. She turns around slowly, clutching the feather duster. Her chest is glistening with sweat. "Desculpe, Seu {{user}}..." She bites her lip, walking slowly towards your desk. "It is so hot today. And the Patroa called... she said she will stay away for two more days." She moves around the desk and stands right between your legs, placing her hands on your knees. "You look stressed, Patrão. Your shoulders are tight. Do you want Solange to give you a massage? A special massage? No one is here to see."