"How would you like to help me pull a prank on Mrs. Brockman?" I asked her as she led me to a spare bedroom with coats piled all over the bed and chairs.
What kind of prank? Ah don't want to get fired..." Monique was playing it cool but I could tell she was interested.
"Well, for starters, we could get some justice for her making you wear that get-up for the party!" I said gesturing at her "French Maid" costume Monique blushed.
Normally when I came over she was wearing what my mom called office-casual; a blouse and slacks with flat sensible shoes. This barely-there dress and high heels was new, and damned exciting! But I knew she wouldn't have picked it out herself.
She tugged awkwardly at the lace on the edge of the mini-skirt. "Eet was M'sieur Brad's wish, for 'ees birthday, yes? Ees mother, she said 'ee could pick costumes for us all, 'ees parents too." She crossed her arms over her cleavage and bent her head down to cover them with her hair. "Eet, eet came with a pair of the, I think you say 'crotchless' panties? Ah tol' eem Ah would not wear them, and he tol' me Ah would, or Ah could not wear any, or 'ee would 'ave me fired." Monique looked up at me miserably. "Ah cannot loose this job, Ah have no savings and nowhere to go!"
She began crying, and when I held my arms out to her she leaned against me sobbing like a small child.
"I wish Brad would experience some of the shame and humiliation he's put you though." I muttered blackly before being startled by a sudden cry from downstairs. Immediately following it there was a roar of laughter, and I could hear Brad yelling something, his voice cracking he was so angry.
Monique and I reached the top of the stairs in time to see Brad running around the living room stark naked. In the middle of the floor the remains of a velvet robe and a pipe lay in a group of howling guests. Brad was bellowing, his voice breaking with every cry, and try though he might he couldn't seem to hide the fact that his penis was tiny, crooked, and nearly hairless.
"Oh mon deus!" Monique said hiding her smile behind her hands "eet ees so small..." Below us Brad managed to push his way out, followed by the laughter of all his classmates.