Some alone time... Reward... Training.
Those are the words that Inna has used trying to describe our relationship.
Inna probably doesn't know this, but i was in a great need of a training session, the last thing I wanted was a reward.
If she told me; go be a maid i would've gone, that's how desperate i was for someone to direct me to work under him.
After a month since quitting my job, all i had was Inna's sessions to fulfill my life duties with, that and studying.
But two sessions a week and the slow paced studying were no replacement for my old job, i was shamefully bored from it.
I had to cope and get it through my head that way of living wasn't going to be replaced by anything, since i was itching to serve someone who's cooler and got better things than me, be around him, even if i had to put my tantra exercise training to work...
Inna doesn't know that i thought about serving her in some ways that i thought it would make her look at me like an asset under her control that she can move as she pleases.
I felt like my greatest show of despaire was inevitably coming soon, that i was about to reach highs i never thought i would be at before. That's what all those seesions and hours of training with Inna did to me.
... I've been in this cycle too many times, so i know that eventually I'll not act upon these thoughts.
Working hard is just a recipe for a burn out, at the end of the day I'm bound to my own competencies and a new blood will be worthier for your spot.
That's what was going through my mind for a while now, the money i make is barely enough to save for the future, which means if i don't have anything going on for me but the jobs that relay on my body, I'll end up being the unnie between young girls.
...
"... Haaaa, alright, in all honesty, the house was supposed to be used by someone else, a family member who's barely older than me, but he told me that his plans were cancelled and he offered me this very opportunity that i used to bring you here."
Someone else? A family member? I became more relaxed since it's all just between the family...
"Is that so... Well I'm so grateful for the opportunity. Hehe"
"I was told that it was nearly impossible to be invited to the household, I feel so lucky-"
Something interrupted the conversation i was having, we heard the sound of the front door being closed. Inna was completely confused by the noise.
"Hmph?."
"... Oh boy, why would someone come at this hour? How could this happen."
As hard i was trying to understand what's going, i would realize this is nothing to the norm for me, but still something felt of.
"Maybe the maids?"
"... The maids never use the front door. It strictly used for us family members."
"What? I thought it was already reserved!"
I was so high on adrenaline that i started talking in low voice.
"Just hold on a second I'm gonna check real quick."
Inna went downstairs to investigate, leaving me with no company.
After a period of solo thinking and lonelines, i decided to walk around the house for a while until she comes back.
There wasn't anything interesting, all i saw was some collectibles and furniture, nothing interesting to look at at a personal level, that cause nobody lives here.
One thing i noticed about the house is how small it looked compared to look from outside, it was unreasonably small, i had no idea where all that space went.
I finally reached to a very wide room, it seemed like some gaming room but it had a bar and furniture from all kinds, it seemed to be barely used, because of how clean it looked.
Nevertheless, the room felt so welcoming, and the wood colors with the low lightning felt like a backroom to a club.
I went straight to the clothes chariot, where i found some very artistic clothes, like they belonged to a runway, i thought that it belonged to a designer from the family, but these clothes were labelled by brands i recognize very well.
A stetson hat caught my interest, i couldn't believe i got my hands in one of these, they smell like premium leather and feels like naked fur skin.
Once i wore it and looked at myself, i was caught by surprise like the soul of a
veteran star singer possessed me, imagining myself with some shiny make up on and bit of tan.
No, i told myself to keep my boyish treaties in check and never expose them again.
But that shaky doubt was wiped off once once i laid my eyes on a B.B Simmons belt.
For what it takes, i was about to stripe and throw in a fit like i was Beyonce, but the strangest thing happened.
As i was throwing the fit from top to bottom, the mirror swang open to the side, leaving me in a shock state.
I took a glimpse of what was coming from it, and it sure enough was a boy.
"Did you know people wear clothes?"
The boy had a strange aura surrounding him, i could tell how weird he is from the way he's talked... Very strange.
"... Jeez! you startled me what kind of mirror— where did you even come from?"
The dude stared for a while and let out.
"Follow me and you'll understand everything."
"... Huh?!"
At that moment Inna walked on to us .
"... Eiji."
She looked disappointed, her voice didn't seem like the confident, unapologetic like I'm used to hear.
"Heheh. Were you planning on showing our guest the west side of the house?"
"..."
"I was just about to take your guest and tour around the place. She needs to feel the luxury that we have in our lifetime..."
Inna seemed so bothered and trying so hard to not calculate every word she said, i felt like i was lost on whatever the two had in for me.