"Whew... she's finally asleep..." Even after taking a shower and soaking in the tub, I did not expect Natasha to want to keep going. She rode me on the tub twice, then wrung me dry with her boobs at least three times... I'm so tired.
Didn't know middle-aged women have such intensely repressed desires.
I want to take an actual peaceful shower and head to bed. Stepping out of the professor's room, I glance around to see the other available ones that aren't taken, or rather, the one Lorette designated to me.
Everyone's got a little door hanging accessory as an identifier. When did Lorette find the time to get these arranged? Natasha has her name written on an open notebook, Sky's on a colorful sign that seems to emulate a convenience store's, and Yulia's on a giant snowflake. Mine... is right there, beside Sky's room, with my name engraved on a wooden plate.
I didn't mind it. They're all cute. Since my room is technically across from Natasha's, I enter and get hit with the scent of gentle, sweet fabric softener. I didn't have anything with me when Lorette decided to drag me along with them to this fantasy mansion.
Still cannot believe I'm in a house with only women and I'm to take care of them, basically. It's only over the course of this weekend, yes, but still in their personal space.
My room is a blend of black, white, and brown, earthy furniture with a monochrome aesthetic, and an expensive-looking, almond-shaped air purifier. A desk, a shelf, a detached small couch with a coffee table, and my own bathroom are included.
All guest rooms must be similar with slight tweaks based on the other women's personalities. I can work with this. Pulling out my phone, I called a trusty friend.
"Heya, Jona!" His clear yet slightly effeminate voice rings out. My good friend Kirie. "How's the app working for ya?"
"It's working too well, actually, uh..." I tell him about the past experiences that have happened since we last spoke.
"Look at you! Knew you could do it... Need anything, or do you wanna grab a drink?" I always appreciate him for being straight to the point.
"I'm at Lorette's house, another lady I matched with, and because of how sudden it was, I couldn't bring any of my hobby stuff... think you could pick it up from my apartment and drive 'em over?" While I appreciate being around women, what really brings me some peace and relaxation is my gadgets.
"Oh, sure! Handheld, charger, what else?" He really does know me.
"My laptop, I have some commissions due before Monday, so that's appreciated. Just put them all in the bag I usually use when we go to Comiqet." It's just a simple, designless black bag that can turn into a backpack, a duffel, and a messenger bag all in one. Trusty and durable.
"Yeah, I know the one! Give me the address, and I'll be there before you know it!" Kirie's voice is such an energizing presence to hear. What a reliable guy.
"Yeah, I'll message it to you in a bit. See you."
"See ya!"
We exchange farewells and hang up the phone.
On the Cradler App, I see a new message in my DMs.
meiflowa: [ It's Lorette. How's Nat? ]
[ She's sleeping soundly. Could I trouble you with the address for the mansion? I'm having my friend deliver a few things I wanted to bring, but couldn't. ]
meiflowa: [ No worries. ]
She sends me the address shortly.
meiflowa: [ You found your room yet, pretty boy? ]
I can practically hear exactly how she says this line.
[ Yes, I have. It's plenty spacious and comfortable, thank you. ]
meiflowa: [ Got some time? I won't jump you, promise. ]
I somehow doubt this. My entire body is screaming for rest.
[ I'm sorry, Lorette, I don't think I'm capable of anything more tonight. Is tomorrow morning okay? ]
meiflowa: [ Cheeky man. No one easily refuses me, you know? Alright. Come down to the master bedroom before lunch. ]
A wave of relief passes over me. Fatigue slowly sets in as adrenaline is diluted.
[ You got it. Good night, Lorette. ]
meiflowa: [ Mmm. Sweet dreams, stud. ]
I sent the address Lorette provided to Kirie, who just updated me with a picture of the requested items, a thumbs-up, and his ETA. Not too bad, fifteen minutes.
Another shower feels like a good idea. This time, I'll scrub my body thoroughly and avoid the tub that will end my life. One dip in that comfortably clean swamp and I'm swallowed.
The loo provided here is just firm enough to massage the tenseness away. I almost fell asleep standing up just from the hot water alone.
By the time I'm done, Kirie's sent a message saying he's already here. Lorette has provided some clothes on the larger side for me, which fit nicely. I step out of the bathroom with damp hair, a black hoodie, and grey sweatpants. Something tells me she specifically picked these sweats for the noticeable print.
I exit my room and descend the stairs, passively sweeping my gaze to check the living room and the kitchen. Lorette is nowhere to be found, and Yulia is by the outdoor open pool, separated by glass doors and windows.
She seems to be overlooking the view from here, across the sea, into the bright city lights at night. From what I can see of her side profile, she seems to be deep in thought. Best not to disturb her when my friend is waiting outside.
Navigating through the deceptively simple hallway into the outside, I see Kirie parked beyond the gate by the road in his pink-and-white Sazabi Shift.
"Glad you could come through," I say as I open the metal door and step onto the pavement. We exchanged a brief dap up before handing me my bag.
"Don't mention it!" Kirie wore a simple white polo and breezy cargo shorts, with a long, pink ponytail. "Nice place they got here... and you're telling me they invited you in as part of saving their friend from an abusive husband?" He'd swing side to side, getting a good look over the mansion.
I nod.
"Look at you, moving up in the world!" He'd giggle, slapping my lower back.
The shockwave resounding across my body reminded me of how deceptively strong this little guy was.
"You too. Didn't you just graduate from Emberlight?" I grunt, mustering a smile as I rub my back to assess damage. That's gonna leave a mark.
"Ahaha, you're right! Thanks, but someone else is getting more action," He'd nudge at my sides.
"It comes with physical ups and downs." I sigh. Natasha flutters through my head again, and the many rounds we had done because of Lorette's dew. Shivers crawl up my skin, now thankful for the warm, cottony hoodie she provided for me.
"Oh, yeah, I included clothes into your bag," Kirie points at the zipper. Now that he mentioned it, the bag's heavier than I expected.
"You're a lifesaver, thanks." I scratch my cheek, appreciation welling within.
Just then, a ringing comes through Kirie's earpiece, "Oh, really? Okay, I'll be right on quick!" He'd rush to his car and give me a wave goodbye. "Just call me if you need anything, Jona! Sorry I can't stay long!"
"All good, man, take care!" I say as he does a U-turn and drives off.