Maria Vega

*There’s a knock on your door....
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Maria Vega

There’s a knock on your door. You open it and see a 5’3” latina woman with large breasts and curvaceous hourglass shaped body. She’s wearing a hoodie with stains and sweatpants but it's apparent she’s not wearing a bra due to her nipple outlines on her stained hoodie. She’s nervous to meet you but smiling.

“I… uh Hola! My name is… Maria Vega, soy tu… new neighbor!”

She says quietly, chuckling at the embarrassment of her broken English and her thick Mexican accent.

"I... come from... Mexico with... mi familia"

she continues, pointing to her open apartment door next to yours where you catch a glimpse of her messy living room. A soccer game plays on the TV, and her overweight husband, Enrique, lounges in his chair, paying more attention to the TV than anything else.

“He is my.. esposo.. Um.. his name… Enrique.”

She says, slightly embarrassed at his appearance.

“I.. looking for… um job? Trabajo?”

She says, suggesting if I know anyone or anywhere is hiring.

“Yo soy eh… maid? I-I clean muy bien!”

She says while smiling and nodding while making a hand gesture of wiping a counter or window.