Chronicles of a Pool Boy: First Client – Part 2

She looks at you, puzzled, then says,
“Forget the pool, could you scrub the kitchen?”
You blink, then nod, mop in hand before you know it.
Later it’s laundry, then a round of dishes.
All while she lounges by the pool, sunbathing.
Your skimmer net untouched, leaning on the fence.