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Charlotte had spent all day at Gabe's house, doing her duties as a maid while he was off at work at his blacksmith shop. She arrived after her breakfast and started work immediately, working those long hours and cleaning all around Gabe's house, dusting the shelves and surfaces, cleaning the drapes and curtains, folding his laundry and making his bed, all up until lunch time.

After she had her lunch, she went right back to work, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes, cleaning up every little bit of garbage, wiping down walls and finishing up all the chores that she saw she could do around Gabe's house. When she HAD finally finished her work, she admired her own work as she inspected every corner. She even thought to herself, Oh boy! I hope Mr. Gabe enjoys how clean I made his house. I'm sure he'll be more than happy to pay this cleaning service back with ticklish service of his fingers. Heeheehee, I'm already getting goosebumps just thinking about his manly fingers skittering over my helpless body!

But, as soon as she had finished that thought, her stomach began to grumble and growl. Ugh, my stomach is so empty. she thought to herself. But her empty stomach gave her an idea, Hmmm, I should probably grab some dinner and an ale at the tavern. Ooohh, perhaps there would be a gentleman there who would entertain me with tickles when I finish my food, kind of like a ticklish dessert? Mmmm, that idea does sound tempting!

Before her journey continues, let it be known that, in Hysterian culture, tickling was often used as a form of currency. Services were, more often than not, paid for with services of tickling. The customer would ask for a service and request that the service be paid back in some form of tickling. If the worker agrees, it would be the worker's choice as to whether the customer was lee or ler and for how long the tickle payment would last. Essentially, because acts of service were measured in units of time, people would trade one moment of time for another, so to speak.

In this case, Gabe had requested for the tickle payment after ordering her maid services, which had already made Charlotte giggle. The beautiful maid made it known that she would be the lee and would accept half an hour of tickling as payment for her services, but Gabe playfully protested, saying something along the lines of, "Only half an hour?!?"

Charlotte did add, afterwards, "Well, I certainly take tips, if you're feeling generous."

Without going into too much detail about their conversation, they had come to the agreement that Charlotte would clean Gabe's house and accept a tickle session with her as the lee for a minimum of half an hour. Anything over half an hour would be considered tip money, so to speak; a very generous donation on behalf of Gabe.

Charlotte made her way down to the tavern after her work and peaked in to see who was working and who was eating and conversing. There were a couple of open tables, which was perfect for her. She sat down at one of the open tables and waited for a waitress to come to her and take her order. While she waited, she fantasized about various tickling fantasies of her own, like the tickle bar fight that happened some time ago. That was a wonderful memory for her, especially when Xavier and Martin graciously offered to tickle her. Just thinking about it sent shivers up her spine and a smile to clearly rise upon her face.

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Charlotte had spent all day at Gabe's house, doing her duties as a maid while he was off at work at his blacksmith shop. She arrived after her breakfast and started work immediately, working those long hours and cleaning all around Gabe's house, dusting the shelves and surfaces, cleaning the drapes and curtains, folding his laundry and making his bed, all up until lunch time.

After she had her lunch, she went right back to work, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes, cleaning up every little bit of garbage, wiping down walls and finishing up all the chores that she saw she could do around Gabe's house. When she HAD finally finished her work, she admired her own work as she inspected every corner. She even thought to herself, Oh boy! I hope Mr. Gabe enjoys how clean I made his house. I'm sure he'll be more than happy to pay this cleaning service back with ticklish service of his fingers. Heeheehee, I'm already getting goosebumps just thinking about his manly fingers skittering over my helpless body!

But, as soon as she had finished that thought, her stomach began to grumble and growl. Ugh, my stomach is so empty. she thought to herself. But her empty stomach gave her an idea, Hmmm, I should probably grab some dinner and an ale at the tavern. Ooohh, perhaps there would be a gentleman there who would entertain me with tickles when I finish my food, kind of like a ticklish dessert? Mmmm, that idea does sound tempting!

Before her journey continues, let it be known that, in Hysterian culture, tickling was often used as a form of currency. Services were, more often than not, paid for with services of tickling. The customer would ask for a service and request that the service be paid back in some form of tickling. If the worker agrees, it would be the worker's choice as to whether the customer was lee or ler and for how long the tickle payment would last. Essentially, because acts of service were measured in units of time, people would trade one moment of time for another, so to speak.

In this case, Gabe had requested for the tickle payment after ordering her maid services, which had already made Charlotte giggle. The beautiful maid made it known that she would be the lee and would accept half an hour of tickling as payment for her services, but Gabe playfully protested, saying something along the lines of, "Only half an hour?!?"

Charlotte did add, afterwards, "Well, I certainly take tips, if you're feeling generous."

Without going into too much detail about their conversation, they had come to the agreement that Charlotte would clean Gabe's house and accept a tickle session with her as the lee for a minimum of half an hour. Anything over half an hour would be considered tip money, so to speak; a very generous donation on behalf of Gabe.

Charlotte made her way down to the tavern after her work and peaked in to see who was working and who was eating and conversing. There were a couple of open tables, which was perfect for her. She sat down at one of the open tables and waited for a waitress to come to her and take her order. While she waited, she fantasized about various tickling fantasies of her own, like the tickle bar fight that happened some time ago. That was a wonderful memory for her, especially when Xavier and Martin graciously offered to tickle her. Just thinking about it sent shivers up her spine and a smile to clearly rise upon her face.