I wanted to make sure that Malicija received my phone number. (Of course, I didn't give her my private number, but from the work. My apologies for not saying it in my previous diary). So, my Ivy and I went to the grocery store and I asked the girl to whom I gave the number to give it to her if she did it. She said she did, but a few hours later Malicija was fired because too many customers complained about her. I wasn’t surprised. I only hoped now she will call me. And she did. A day later asking me if we can meet. Since I like her, I asked my luvs if I can invite her to our house. They were against it saying she can’t be trusted. She is aggressive and violent. But they told me they will go with me wherever we meet. I offered her to meet in the Hotel but she said she isn’t comfortable to meet me at my working place. So, I invited her to “our café” that and that time and I told her that I will have companions with me and that it is my only condition if she wants to meet me. She agreed.

We sat at our usual place. When she arrived, she smiled at me, but her face changed to unpleasant when she saw my Ivy. When she sat at the table, I encouraged her to be very open because my Prince will know if she's lying. I also told her that they are my life partners, and that we have children. She was very surprised to hear about us, but she had no problem with it. So, she started explaining why she lost her job and why she changes her job too often - her behavior. My Ivy asked her why she doesn’t stop to behave like a bitch if it cost her her job. She cracked and started to cry telling us her life story. Poor girl. The summary of her life story: When her mother died when she was 12, her father gave her to the orphanage. She has no brothers and sisters and her parents’ relatives aren’t in contact with them. She was mistreated by other orphans and at the age of 15, one boy raped her. She reported him but the orphan teacher accused her of seducing him and she accused him of raping her afterward because she felt guilty. (Interesting, I heard similar testimony earlier and I wrote about it). She started to be bitter and rude to everyone. After finishing marketing high school, she was asked to leave the orphanage for she is over 18 (In our country you become an adult in 18^th). Since her profession is always needed, she had no problem getting the job. But for every job she got, she lost it because of her behavior. Her rude and bitter attitude ruined her life. Anyway, she told me she felt she can trust me and that’s why she called me. My Ivy didn’t believe her, but my Prince did. And he wanted to help her. When I asked her what she knew to do besides working in the grocery shop, she said she has no other talents or skills. After asking her if she could try to find herself in at least 20 different professions, we lost our hope and we were sitting in silence for some time. Then my Prince asked her:

- Do you like pets, dogs, and similar animals?

(My Ivy and I looked at each other like: what is he talking about? How loving pets can help her to find a job since volunteers works in dog shelters?)

Malicija (thrilled): Oh, I adore them, especially dogs!

Prince: Listen, we are a pet-friendly hotel. Sometimes our customers have no time to walk their pets, bathe them and take them to the veterinary, and most of them don’t walk their pets when it is windy and rainy … What would you say, if we will hire you as our hotel pet manager and do these? You will be in charge of our customers’ pets and in maintaining pets’ areas keeping them clean. We will pay you well.

Oh my, my Ivy and I were stunned. We would never come up with a such idea. Malicija? She was thrilled and making us very surprised, she jumped on her feet and screamed in joy she wrapped her hands around his neck and repeatedly said: “Thank you, thank you very much”. Our surprises just started. He asked her how much she pays for her flat. When she said the sum, he made my Ivy and me have our mouths wide open by saying:

- That’s too much. Listen, we have several rooms for our seasonal workers in the Hotel. You are free to move in one of them for half of the price you are paying now. You will also feed in the kitchen for our workers, free of charge, of course ….

Malicija started to cry and cry and cry … then she said:

- You guys are so nice to me. I apologize for being rude to you. I don’t deserve your kindness …

Ivy (suspiciously): You’re right, you don’t deserve it but our husband has a big and generous heart and my wife likes you a lot. I still don’t trust you and if it is up to me, I will not hire you. (To my Prince) – honey, tell her about the conditions she must accept before she starts to work for us.

My Prince told her how she has to stop being rude and impolite right now and about probation period. He continued with our expectations of her such as obtaining Hotel rules and regulations, being at work on time, being nice to her coworkers and customers, and everything she needs to know. When he finished, he asked her:

- Can you do all requested?

Malicija: I’ll give my best.

Ivy: You better do, or if you screw up, you will be fired. This is your last chance to fix your fucked up life. Don’t take my husband’s and wife’s goodness lightly for when you do, I will crush you!

My Prince gave my Ivy eye sign to be less hostile toward her. She accepted it and she changed her tone to more friendly.

So, thanks to my sympathy for her and my Prince’s good heart and judgment, Malicija was hired and she will sign the probation period contract and move to live in the Hotel today. Our hotel workers will help her to move in and we won’t charge her for the usage of the Hotel van and gasoline. Her first day at the work will be in Monday. Our girl that is in charge of seasonal and new workers will be in charge of her. Before we split, my Prince asked her:

- Say, may we keep calling you, Malicija?

Malicija: After this, you can call me shit if you want, Prince … Ha ha ha … Yes, you can call me that.

Ivy: from now on, he is not Prince to you just like I am not Ivy and Eva isn’t Eva. He is Mister Prince and Eva and I are Mrs. Eva and Mrs. Ivy to you. We have to maintain a professional level. But if you earn our trust and we become friends, which is hard to believe, you my address us by our names in private.

Malicija: Understood, Mrs. Ivy. See you tomorrow.

Malicija humped joyfully and while she was going away my Ivy made my Prince and me laugh sighing and saying:

- I hate tomorrow. I wish me be dead.

Then she turned to him and kissing him loudly she said:

- Although I disagree with you about her, I fully trust your judgment, my love and I will always support you and stand by you.

He thanked her and kissed her back.

I fall in love with my Prince again. He has so much wisdom, compassion and heart for helping people that it makes me astonished and horny. I rewarded him with deepthroating blow job in the car on our way home.