But I was late for this, late for that, late for the love of my life

Nick waited in the Master’s Suite, his heart pounding in anticipation and trepidation. Tonight, Rose was coming to visit him. The blonde had spent more nights this last week sleeping in the Master’s Suite than any of the other girls in the course of their time on the island, and yet he still knew nothing about her.

The mystery was intriguing, but it also made whatever affection she showed him ring hollow. Because no matter how much she expressed her attraction to him and interest in him, he could feel that something about it was off.

He hoped that tonight he would have the opportunity to genuinely connect with Rose. He barely knew her; shouldn’t he at least have the chance to really get to know her as a person? Before she lost that chance forever, and was given an exit transformation?

Of course, it was far more likely that she would just throw herself at him. They’d have sex (which she promised would be amazing) and that would be that.

…He couldn’t deny that the possibility of that excited him as well. He might have wanted to connect with Rose emotionally, but his body had a **** urge to connect with her physically, as well.

That was out of his control, though. He would have to wait for her arrival.

At that same moment, while Nick waited anxiously for his partner of the evening to arrive, that same partner had just stepped off the elevator and waited hesitantly in the entry room.

“This is it,” she whispered to herself. “I really have to do it.”

If Rose wanted a chance to salvage her situation in the eyes of the audience, then she needed to seduce the master. She needed to have sex with him and make him fall so in love with her body that the fans would demand to see more of them together.

For a moment, she considered using her BP to buy the throat spray. She could have Nick eating out of the palm of her hand if she did that. But the idea of using something like that on another person made her sick to her stomach. It wasn’t like with Holly, where she gave the girl the push she needed to become the person she was on the inside. This would be brainwashing someone else. And no matter how **** Rose might have been, she could never to that.

I just have to win him over under my own abilities, she decided.

Easier said than done.

“So I’m a virgin? So what? He’s only had sex, like, two times! That’s practically still a virgin anyway!” She tried to encourage herself, but it didn’t ease her building anxiety. She’d been hoping to save her first time for someone special. Now she was just going to throw it away.

She grabbed the golden doorknob and turned it. As she did, her brother’s words echoed in her head.

“You remember your promise to me, right? You said you weren’t going to be like maman. You weren’t going to use your body to get ahead.”

Stop it! She ordered her brain. It’s too late for that already! After everything I’ve done, it doesn’t matter anymore! Is such a small thing like sex really such a big difference compared to handjobs and blowjobs?!

Rose threw open the door and strutted into the Master’s Suite before she could hear the answer her brain would give her.

“Good evening, master,” she said as sultrily as possible, swaying her hips as she walked into the room. She threw herself completely into the role of seductress to avoid the ache in her chest. “I hope you’re ready for the night of your life…”

“Rose…” Nick got up off the couch to greet her. He could see from the look in her eye that she had no interest in making any connection deeper than the one between his penis and her vagina. At the same time, though, he saw something else in her eyes. So far away he couldn’t quite make it out.

“I see you’ve been a good boy, waiting for me…” She purred, sliding her hand down his waist and stroking his cock through his pants. She kissed his lips gingerly, doing her best to leave him wanting for more. He kissed back, exactly what she wanted, and while they kissed she slowly guided him to the bed.

“I promised, that when tonight came, I would give you sex that would be beyond comparison,” she murmured into his mouth. “I hope you’re ready.”

Nick groaned in response. His penis was a little more talkative, hardening under her ministrations. That brought a smile to her ruby red lips and she gently pushed him down onto the mattress, standing over him with a lustful smile.

“Let me show you… what you’ve been waiting for all this time…” She whispered. And with trembling fingers she unzipped her dress, shimmying out of it and displaying herself naked to a man for the first time.

Showed Naked Body to the Master! +5 VP

Nick swallowed as he gazed upon her flawless form. Her breasts were perfect meaty handfuls, sitting high and firm on her chest while being large enough to bounce when she moved. Her waist narrowed down into a tapered hourglass before blossoming out into a thick and spankable booty, which she wiggled seductively as she approached the bed.

Rose was pretty much moving on instinct at this point. Her brain had stopped working after she revealed herself, so she was on sexual autopilot with her sultry smile frozen to her face. When she finally reached the bed she recovered her senses, kneeling down in front of Nick and pulling down his pants.

Nick’s penis, which Rose had gotten very familiar with over the past week, shot up in attention, throbbing hard from her earlier treatment. Inwardly, she sighed in relief. She wouldn’t have to do anything else to get him ready to perform. But that relief came at a great cost. Now that he was hard, she had to move on to the main event.

“It’s so big…” She cooed, stalling for time by running her tongue up the length of his shaft. “And so hard… it’s the best I’ve ever seen…”

Rose planted a kiss on the head of his cock, leaving a red smear of lipstick. Then she produced a condom from somewhere Nick couldn’t even begin to guess.

“Sorry,” she winked at him. “It’s for safety. But I can at least put on a show for you while I put it on…”

She placed the comdom between her lips and leaned in, delicately wrapping it over Nick’s throbbing head. She worked her way down the length of his shaft, taking care that the “glurks” coming from her throat were extra sloppy and loud to get him as worked up as possible. Judging from how his cock seemed to be growing thicker in her mouth, it was working.

“Pwaaah!” She gasped, separating from his dick with a pop. She was grateful for all that time she’d spent practicing with bananas. And clearly, Nick’s pulsing stick of fuckmeat was as well.

“Just lean back…” She whispered into his ear as she pushed him down onto the mattress. “Let me handle this…”

She straddled his waist, staring down at him with a sultry smile. She raised her shoulders slightly to make her breasts jump, and felt him throb in appreciation beneath her.

A flash caught her eye and she gasped. She’d almost…

“Sorry to delay,” she tittered, reaching up and undoing the clasp on her mother’s necklace. “Maman wouldn’t like me doing dirty things while I wear her necklace.”

Nick gazed into her eyes, and watched her deposit the colorful stone pendant safely on the nightstand. He knew he had seen a glimpse of the real Rose in that moment, but before he could capitalize on it she was grinding down into him, mashing her sex against his shaft as she rubbed the lips of her pussy up and down it.

“Oh, yeah… that’s it… that feels so good…” She moaned. Rose thought she was putting on the performance of a lifetime, giving her all to work him up and get him ready with her sexy behavior. But Nick was seeing something else in her pleasured visage. He saw tiny winces. Clenched teeth. A twitch of an eye. She was forcing herself.

“Just a little bit more, and then we’ll be ready,” she urged, raising her hips. She planted one hand on the headboard to keep her balance while the other reached down to align the head of his cock with her pussy. She needed to be careful. She’d chosen the cowgirl position because she’d heard it was the position that gave her the most control, and would let her go at her own pace. Something incredibly vital for her first time.

Rose could feel her pussy start to heat up. But it wasn’t coming from inside her, like when she played with herself. The heat was insistent and forceful, coming up from the head of Nick’s cock as it pushed against her lips, trying to spread her open and, unknowingly, deflower her.

Come on… she urged herself as she lowered her hips, trying to ease his cock inside of her. Just a little more… just…

Nick stared up at her strained face, wondering what she could be struggling with.

Then he felt something cold and wet splash down on his cheek. He reached up and wiped it off, staring at the clear liquid on his fingers. He turned to look up at Rose as she stared down at him.

Her eyes were filled with tears.

“I… I can’t…” She whimpered. “I need to, I… I…!”

Rose trembled like a leaf on top of him, and Nick felt the blood rush back to his head. Like coming out of a trance he gently grabbed her by the waist, feeling her tense up in his grip. It wasn’t until he lifted her off of his cock that he felt her body start to relax.

“Wh-What are you doing?” Rose sputtered, wiping her eyes. “We need to-!”

“I’m not in the mood for it anymore,” Nick said plainly, stripping off the condom. Seeing her crying like that on top of him had practically killed his erection. “And you’re clearly not in the mood either.”

“I-I am!” She shouted. Her voice cracked with desperation. “I can be whatever you want, baby! Please! Just-Just tell me what you want me to do, and I’ll do it!”

Nick shook his head, setting her down on the bed and sitting up, covering his crotch with a pillow. “I don’t want this,” he answered.

And then Rose started to bawl.

“I… I don’t want this eitheeeer…” She sobbed, clutching her knees to her chest and rocking softly. Nick took the blanket and draped it over her to give her some modesty.

Something was clearly wrong here.

“What’s the matter?” He asked, placing his hand over hers. Normally he wouldn’t have made physical contact in a situation like this, but Rose looked truly **** and his body moved without even thinking.

“I-I have to have sex with you… to make it past the next round,” Rose sobbed. “But I can’t! I thought I could do it, I thought I could **** myself to be okay with it, but I can’t take it anymore! I keep thinking about my brother, and how disappointed he’d be in me that I… because I broke my promise…”

She wiped her face on the sheet, leaving smears of red lipstick and eyeshadow.

“Promise?” Nick asked. This was the first time he’d heard of this. But as curious as he was, he didn’t want to push too hard given Rose’s current state.

“Yeah…” She mumbled, staring vacantly at the nightstand, and her necklace resting on top of it. She burrowed down deeper into the blankets. “I promised my brother… I told him that I would respect myself. That I would save my first time for someone I loved, not… not throw away my body to get ahead in my career, like maman.”

“Rose, that’s…” Nick didn’t know what to say. Then, when the weight of her words sank in and he put the pieces together, he gasped. “Wait! First time?! You mean you’re a-?”

“Mmhmm…” She muttered. What was even the point of hiding it at this point? She’d had her chance and failed. It didn’t matter what he thought of her now. “I’m a virgin.”

Of all the incredulous things that had happened to Nick in his time on Harem Hotel… Holly’s true nature was still the most shocking. That had completely blindsided him. But this was probably… maybe fourth or fifth most shocking, which wasn’t nothing.

“But you said… I mean, all the things you did, the way you acted…” Nick was at a loss for words as his brain tried to process how the sexpot who’d spent the last week arousing him and sexually satisfying him however she could was actually a virgin. “You said that you were going to give me the best sex of my life!”

Rose shook her head, burning red with shame. “That was all… just acting. Performance. I practiced on bananas and cucumbers to get good, like training for a role.” She glanced away. “And the rest of it was just wishful thinking.”

Nick couldn’t understand. “But why?” He asked quietly, squeezing her hand. “Why would you do that stuff? I don’t get it.”

Rose sighed and stared at the ground. She slowly raised her head and looked Nick in the eyes.

“Because it’s my job. It’s what I was hired to do. I know I told everyone that I’m some bigshot actress, but… it’s more complicated than that. Yes, I’ve been in movies before, but, well… I was…” Her voice trailed off into an unintelligible mumble as she buried her face in the blanket.

“I-I didn’t really hear that last part…” Nick admitted. Rose raised her head from the sheet and stared warily up at him.

“…Child actress. I was a child actress.”

Nick stared at her. Again, he didn’t know what to say.

“A child… actress?”

“Yeah,” Rose sighed, sitting up straight. She was more animated now that the secret was out. “My twin brother Chrys and I, we were both child actors in France. It was our maman who got us into acting to begin with.”

“Your maman… that means your mom, right?” Nick wasn’t exactly an expert on French.

Rose nodded. “Maman was a brilliant actor. An absolute star when it came to drama and romance. For a time, she was one of France’s most famous actresses. And I always wanted to be just like her. But then, when I was 8 years old… she passed away.”

She looked like she was about to start crying again, and all Nick could do was hold her hand, and maybe give her a pat on the back, which she could barely even feel through the blanket. But something she said resonated with him.

“Rose… your mom died 15 years ago?” He asked.

Rose sniffled and nodded, wiping her eyes. “Oui.”

Nick’s eyes widened in realization. He couldn’t believe he had missed it. She’d been right there in front of him for a week, and he hadn’t noticed!

“Your mom, is she… was she… was your mom’s name Madelyn?”

Rose’s eyes widened. “Oui!” She nodded, reinvigorated with amazement. “Madelyn Sunlight was her stage name, but her real name was Madelyn Beausoleil! You… have you seen maman’s films?”

Nick couldn’t believe it.

“Rose, your mom, she’s phenomenal! My dad, he used to watch movies with me when I was a kid, and Madelyn Sunlight’s movies were his favorites! I mean, neither of us spoke any French so we had to use subtitles, but it was clear how good an actress she was!”

Rose stared at Nick in shock. Her previous worries were momentarily forgotten in the heat of the moment, she was so overwhelmed by the fact that Nick had actually watched her mother’s films.

“I knew you looked familiar,” Nick said, shaking his head. “It’s amazing! Now that I know, it’s so obvious! You two are practically identical!”

“I-I’m not as pretty as her,” Rose said, shaking her head. “I mean yes, I’m gorgeous, but compared to maman…”

“No, I’m serious, you two could be twins!” Nick knew that his brain was probably filling in gaps that weren’t there, supplanting Rose’s face onto her mother’s, but he was only exaggerating a little. The truth was, Rose looked every bit as lovely as her mother, especially now that she was showing him her real face rather than trying to become someone she wasn’t.

“Which of her movies have you seen?” Rose narrowed her eyes. Suddenly, this had become an interrogation.

“All of them,” Nick rebuffed.

“Le menteur! Lies!” She scoffed, shaking her head. “Only a handful of maman’s movies were distributed out of France.”

“My dad did a lot of business in the UK,” Nick fired back. “He got them right from the source.”

“Then have you seen Courtyard of Melody? Or La Petit Château? Les Enfants du Misère?” She asked excitedly. “I was in those!”

“Wait, what!?”

“Oui! My first acting jobs, for my brother and I, were in maman’s movies! She helped us get started on our careers.”

“That’s… no, no way,” Nick said, shaking his head. He tried to remember the characters in those movies, but it had been years. He couldn't remember if there were any child actors in them. “Seriously?”

“Seriously,” she affirmed with a sharp nod. Then her face turned solemn. “Les Enfants du Misère was maman’s last work… I got to be by her side, for her final movie.”

“Rose, I…” Nick sighed. “I lost my mom, too.”

Rose stared up at him in wonder.

“You did?”

“I mean, it was when I was a baby,” he clarified. “I don’t really remember much about her. My dad, he had some old photographs, but after he passed away, I don’t know what happened to them.” Nick sighed, and tried to remember the picture his father kept beside his bed, and the beautiful woman smiling in the frame.

“I wonder which is worse…” Rose murmured. She turned her hand over and squeezed Nick’s back, returning the comfort he’d given her. “Losing your parent when you are young… or never getting to know them at all.”

She sighed, and drew back her hand from his.

“You never knew your mother, while my brother and I… we never got to know our father.”

Nick winced at the ache in her voice when she said that word.

“Maman… she was a magnificent actress, but as a person… she made many questionable decisions,” Rose murmured, coiling up a little tighter as she hugged the sheets to her body. “She was beautiful, oui, and talented, but beauty and talent aren’t always enough, not in an industry like this. In order to get leading roles, maman… she would have to… do things. With all sorts of men.”

Nick felt sick to his stomach. “That’s… Rose…”

“It’s just biology,” Rose muttered, wiping her tears. “If you fuck enough men, one will end up leaving you with a present or two. Of course, we wouldn’t learn this until well after she passed. One of the directors she was working with, he had a certain illness, you see, the kind that can be spread by-”

“No, you don't have to, I understand.”

Rose may have taken her hand away, but Nick could still pat her on the back. The blonde began to tear up. She slumped over and rested her head on his shoulder.

“It wasn’t fair… all maman wanted to do was get a star on the Hollywood walk of fame. But she barely got any of the time she deserved. And after she passed… her parents took Chrys and I in, and as you can imagine, that put a fast end to our careers as child actors.”

Of course her grandparents would have reacted that way, Nick thought, biting his lip. Their only daughter passed away due to becoming a movie star…

Rose sat up, shrugging the blanket off her shoulders and staring out the window at the night sky. “My brother and I, we both knew that acting was our passion. We wanted to be just like maman, who dreamed of starring in a Hollywood movie. So when we turned 18, we used the money we had left over from our acting work and flew to California, hoping we could make her dream come true on our own.”

She turned to Nick, a bitter smile on her face. “Five years later and you can see how that worked out, oui?”

Nick winced. “Wow… I can’t imagine how hard that must have been…”

“We worked hard, trying to get by, get our names out there, all the things they tell you you’re supposed to do,” Rose murmured. “But what they don’t tell you is that Hollywood is just the same. Certain doors only open if your legs do first. But I promised my brother, I swore I wouldn’t **** myself. And yet… living in Hollywood is expensive. In another year, I knew… without a big break, we would be **** to give up on our dream. And I... I'm only getting older. After a certain point, even my beauty...”

She clutched the sheets, grinding her teeth together. “It’s not fair! It’s not! Chrys is so much better than I am! He inherited far more of maman’s talent than I ever could! He works hard, taking classes, going to auditions, every day! And he doesn't have to worry about his career failing when his looks start to fade! If there was something, anything I could do to help him, of course I would!”

Rose continued to cry. Her body shook as Nick held his arm around her.

“That’s when the people from Harem Hotel came to me…” She whispered. “After a particularly bad month, where we almost got evicted from our apartment. They came to me, and offered me a job. They explained everything about the game, telling me who you were, what the goal of the show was, they even said you had a thing for blondes with European accents,” she giggled bitterly.

Nick blushed. “It-It’s not… I mean-!”

Rose shook her head. “It’s fine. I should apologize. To me, you were just a face on a dossier, until last week. Then I met you for the first time, and…”

“Let me guess,” Nick said sarcastically. “Love at first sight?”

“…Actually, I thought you would be taller.”

Nick mimed an arrow piercing him through the heart and fell over, dead. Rose giggled for a moment, but her solemn expression returned.

“I put everything into playing my role,” she sighed. “I did exactly what they asked. I played the seductress, please you sexually, and most importantly, try to sew as much discord among the buddies as I could. I don't even like the color red!" She glared contemptuously at her dress on the floor. "My favorite colors are violet and blue! But those were the things that Sylvia wanted me to do. So I did them.”

“Why?” Nick asked. “For money?”

Rose released a long sigh, and Nick saw just how tired she really was. The makeup concealing the bags under her eyes had washed away, and her hair was a mess. She turned to him, and her crystal blue eyes looked clear of doubt for the first time.

“For every woman eliminated before me, my brother will get one million dollars.” Her words were blunt and it took a second for Nick to wrap his brain around that much money.

“A-A million dollars?!” He sputtered.

“Oui. It is a significant amount. But in a place like Hollywood, that much money can go fast. But with Chrys, it will give him opportunities. He’ll be able to hire a better agent, get into parties with famous celebrities, it will give him the chance to really become a star. As his sister, my meager paycheck couldn’t give him those things. But being here, with you… as long as I made it to the next round, I was certain that my brother would be fine.”

She started to tremble. “But I was such a fool… in the end, it didn’t matter, because I couldn’t go through with it. I wasn’t strong enough to do what needed to be done, even when I knew my brother’s future was riding on it…”

Rose wiped her eyes, but they were dry. She had cried herself out. She looked up at Nick, her face glowing with epiphany. She shook her head and sighed.

“What a fool I was. This game, it was never about sex, was it? I should have realized that much sooner. Mary and Kim, they are so popular, and yet they’ve stayed the most chaste out of everyone here. They were honest, they were kind, they were generous, even to someone like me. They're real, and I… I merely played the role of sex toy to give you pleasure.”

“Hey, come on,” Nick whispered, wiping Rose’s hair out of her face. “I mean, you’re being genuine right now, with me.”

She smiled bitterly and shook her head. “It’s too late. I spent today with the girls, seeing them hang out together, enjoy each other’s company, and I… I felt like an outsider. I should have been trying to make friends and allies, but instead I drove everyone away… and now here I am, waiting for my judgment…”

Nick sighed. “Rose… I really wish things had been different. I wish you had opened up more. Kim? She’s dealing with money issues herself. And Dakota, she loves movies, and so do you. Instead of trying to split everybody up, you could have gotten to know them better, really become friends with them. I wish you’d done that, I really do.”

“Kim and Dakota,” Rose laughed, shaking her head. “How ironic. The two people I interacted with the least, and maybe we could have actually been friends… I suppose we’ll never know now.”

“Hey, come on, don’t be like that,” Nick said, shaking his head. “You still have time. It’s not like it’s decided that you won’t get chosen tomorrow! You were close with Dawn, weren’t you? She might choose you instead!”

Rose stared at Nick in amazement. “My… you really are so kind,” she said, shaking her head. “You realize that, if I remain in your harem, someone else will have to leave. And yet you’re still willing to comfort me, and give me hope, even though it comes at the expense of someone you actually care about? You’re really quite something, Nick.”

“I can’t care about you, too?” Nick offered weakly. The truth was, he didn’t want anyone to be eliminated. Not Rose, not Holly, nobody. But someone was going to be. But even with that in mind, even if Rose wasn’t his first choice, she was here for him now, and he would support her however he could.

Rose smiled, trying her best to look seductive with puffy eyes and a runny nose.

“I wish I could have met you under more genuine circumstances,” she sighed, planting a chaste kiss on his cheek. “But sadly, I feel this is too little, far too late.”