I had just left a horrible living situation and was moving into my new accommodations. I honestly didn’t know what to expect. I had only met Aya two days ago, and I was moving in with her and her four roommates.
The house was amazing! It was a large house on a hill, and it had six bedrooms, two full bathrooms, and two large living areas and a large modern kitchen. I was told it was a rooming house in the 1920s, but it was renovated. There was a sprawling treed backyard with a hot tub that has a TV.
Aya showed me to my room. It was already furnished with a large bed and a dresser and a wardrobe. I hugged and kissed Aya and thanked her so much for allowing me to stay. Aya was an adorable Japanese girl, with pink and white hair and looked a lot like an Anime character. Aya was extraordinarily bubbly and was perpetually bouncing.
We sat on the bed, and Aya started to tell me about my new roommates.
“No one knew each other, before a year ago when Miss Kamiko introduced us and offered us this place to stay,” Aya began.
Aya started to tell me about this great group of people that would eventually be my closest friends and family.
I call them the Rainbow Roommates because they are a microcosm of the LGBTQIA+ community.
First, there is Rocky; his real name is Reginald, but he hates that name. Rocky is a beautiful, black, and flamboyantly gay man.
Darrius is of Persian descent and a bisexual, a bodybuilder with a fantastic body.
Azure is asexual, and flat-chested like me, but has female genitals from birth.
Then there is Nick; he is Latino, and he can best be described as a tall, and sexy, pansexual, sexually attracted to everybody and everything.
They are some of the most lovely, funny people I have ever met. They welcomed me into their home with open arms.
I was the closest to Aya, my lesbian Japanese Princess. She would often sneak into my room for some cuddling and mutual oral satisfaction.
One day, Aya told me to get dressed and that we were invited to a dinner party at Miss Kamiko’s. I asked jokingly if it was a date. Aya laughed and kissed me, and then sat me down and explained that she would be working. Aya didn’t mince words and explained that she was an escort and would entertain Miss Kamiko’s guests for money. I asked innocently if there was sex involved, and Aya said bluntly, there was often sex, but she was never asked to do anything that she was uncomfortable with doing.
There was a wave of emotions, confusion, fear, and even jealousy. I asked if Miss Kamiko expected that of me. Aya said that I was free to do what I wanted, but Miss Kamiko wanted to talk about it tonight.
I thanked Aya for being open and honest and thought about what I should do. It was a difficult decision, but I decided to go.
Aya and I both looked amazing as we arrived at Miss Kamiko’s mansion. We walked through the house to the large living room, where there were about ten very beautiful and wealthy-looking people; they all turned to look at us when we came in. Miss Kamiko came over to greet us and kissed us both on the cheeks and commented on how beautiful we looked. Miss Kamiko didn’t waste any time and sent Aya over to see a handsome couple named the Stewarts. Aya kissed me and bounced over to the couple, who she embraced, and kissed them on the lips. Miss Kamiko took me by the arm and guided me to her office.
“I would like to talk to you about something, Samantha,” Miss Kamiko said as we walked.
I noticed a short, balding man following us into the room. Miss Kamiko, didn’t even seem to see him.
“Aya told me she explained the situation,” she started.
“Yes, Miss, some of it,” I answered politely.
“Well, to put it bluntly, people pay me to supply escorts for mostly sexual services. I run a business, and I treat it like a business.
I didn’t say anything, so she continued.
“First, you are under no obligation to work for me, and you can live at the house for as long as you want,” Miss Kamiko said.
“Now, for my pitch; If you do work for me, all my clients are vetted for your safety, and there is no exchanging money. Everything is negotiated beforehand. Your rent will be paid for, and you will be on salary, and any tips are yours to keep,” Miss Kamiko explained.
“You don’t need to decide now, you can leave right now or think about it,” she said.
Miss Kamiko finally acknowledged the little man in the room. “If you want to stay, you can watch little Peter here get his money’s worth.” Miss Kamiko smiled.
“You may take your clothes off now, Peter,” Miss ordered the man.