>>113024633"Okay, it's laundry day, give up your clothes you miserable little wretch."
"Already in the basket!"
Looking back into the wickerbin held under her arms she saw a hint of purple. Dragging it out proved that, yes indeed, her Luz had actually snuck her clothing into the bin before she woke up.
"Okay. But it's still missing your whites."
"What."
"Your whites. Your panties. Give them up."
"But-" Eda just shut her up with a finger on her lips.
"You've been wearing them for the past week. They reek. And I do not suffer filth to live in my house."
"But these are the only ones I've got."
"I'll lend you my spares. Give."
Luz huffed, but still stripped off her panties and stuffed them into Eda's hand before throwing it back.
For some reason that was what made Luz blush. Not the fact she was reading spellbooks topless on the couch, but that she was not doing it naked.
"So. Underwear?"
"No."
"No?" Oh dear, thought Luz.
"I distinctly remember something you said to me when you first started living here. What was it? Hmmm." Eda turned away, foot up on an errant stool, in a full on mocking thinker pose. "What ever was it that you promised me?"
"I'd help-" Started Luz.
"With the housekeeping." Ended Eda.
"It's not my fault that you don't let me help. You won't let me cook, you won't let me clean, you barely send me on errands any more."
"Correction. I don't let you clean using the appliances. Here's a broom. Sweep the house and maybe when you're done I'll have found my spare underwear. Maybe." As Eda left the room a broom, a proper stick with reeds tied on one end, was thrown behind her.
Luz looked between the book in her hands, the broom on the floor, and anywhere else that wasn't her naked body against the couch. With a sigh, she realized that although coarse Eda was right.
