Epilogue (Part 8): The Many Faces of Rose Anderson

Stepping out of Louisa and Phoebe's room and back into the hall, I can feel that the day is starting to come to a close. I'm starting to realize why I don't do this every day. Not only does it take a lot of time, but it's also pretty tiring. While it's not uncommon to see every girl in the harem in a single day, it is rare for me to set time aside for all of them in one day. It's much better to dedicate a decent chuck on time to each one over a longer period. Not only is it easier to manage, but it allows us to enjoy the moment together. Obviously this house is a bit too chaotic to try and commit to a rigid plan, but I'll try to keep that general concept in mind when planning in the future.

All that being said, I'm almost done, so I'm not going to quit just yet. Like I said, I have a pretty good idea of where these last two women might be. I begin to make my way down the hall before stopping at what is hopefully the last room of the day: the master bedroom. Obviously, it's the biggest bedroom in the house and also the one that I sleep in, though everyone else in the house has slept in it with me plenty of times. However, that doesn't mean I'm the only one this room belongs to...

Opening the door and walking inside, I'm immediately greeted by one of said roommates. She glances up from a magazine she's reading and instantly starts to smile as our eyes lock. She sits up slightly from her position on the bed as she pulls a strand of her beautiful red hair out of her face.

"Hey, baby! I feel like I've been waiting forever to see you again," Rose says cheerfully.

There was no way Rose wouldn't end up staying in my room in the end, right? I mean, we had been sleeping in the same bed for weeks before we even started looking at possible places to move. She would not have taken it well if I suddenly **** her to stay by herself. And besides, I've grown to really like having Rose with me. In fact, she's probably the girl I have by my side the most after Violet and Helen, which I really don't mind. Sure, she can be intense sometimes, but most of the time, if you just go with the flow, she's really fun to be around. Plus, I would be lying if I didn't admit that all of her endless love for me hasn't caused me to fall for her just a bit myself. Somehow this random waitress managed to weasel her way into my heart through sheer determination.

"Hey, Rose," I greet her as I walk over and give her a peck on the forehead. "How are you doing?"

"Oh, you know, I'm managing. It's much easier now that you're here, that's for sure," Rose responds as she sits up and wraps her arms around me. "What have you been doing today? I know you went out to get Liz's collar, but I thought I'd see you again before now."

"I decided to check on how everyone was doing. Helen and I actually went around the whole house looking for people," I explain.

"Wait, is Helen with you?" Rose asks, a bit of excitement in her voice as she looks around the room.

Rose has been doing really well sharing me with the other women. She's even willing to have sex with them on a regular basis now. I know she mostly just does it to make me happy, but I still can't help but be proud of how far she's come. That being said, there's one other person she's always eager to see, and that's Helen. Rose doesn't love Helen nearly as much as she loves me, but ever since they started living in the same house, some of her obsessiveness has started to be pulled to Helen. Luckily, Helen doesn't have any issue dealing with Rose and will eagerly give the small girl some attention when I can't.

"Sorry, Rose. She's with Louisa and Phoebe right now. Apparently, she promised she would peg Louisa for awhile. But we can hang out for a bit if you want," I tell her.

"Really?! Ooh, you have no idea how excited I am to hear you say that!" Rose exclaims.

I could probably make a reasonable guess... Now, I've been trying to gauge Rose since I walked in to figure out what her current fetish is, but I can't seem to figure it out. Her outfit is completely normal, and she hasn't given me any hints with anything she's said so far. I will say though, after watching Helen and Louisa go at it for a bit, I'd be up for some randomized fun right now...

"Alright. What are you in the mood for?" I ask.

"What do you mean?" That... wasn't the response I was expecting.

"Well, I assume you want to have sex. So hit me with it. What kind of wild fantasy have you cooked up this time?"

"Oh. Um... well, I'd never say no at a chance to make love with my soulmate, but I don't actually have any crazy ideas today. Maybe we could just have normal sex?" Rose suggests.

Excuse me? I'm totally taken aback by what I just heard. Did Rose Anderson just say she wants to have normal sex? Like... just plain old boy/girl vaginal sex with no frills? I've spent months learning to prepare for anything when it comes to this girl, but the one thing I never prepared for was... normal sex.

"Are you serious? Are you telling me you just want to have vanilla sex?" I try to confirm.

"That sounds amazing! Nothing extravagant. Just two people expressing how much they love each other. That's exactly what I want," Rose replies.

I... I can't believe it. What do I do? I've never once considered this a possibility. Is vanilla sex even a fetish? I thought the whole point of a fetish was that it wasn't supposed to be normal. While I continue to have a minor mental breakdown, Rose manages to strip me down without me even being aware of it. She removes her own clothes before pushing my onto my back and climbing on top of me. I finally start to regain my perception just as she lines up my cock with her pussy and lowers herself down onto me. She slowly begins riding up and down as we stare into each other's eyes.

God, this is so weird. Which is to say that it's not weird at all. But that's what makes it weird! I mean, Rose has been through a lot of fetish these past few months. And I mean A LOT. So how is it that this is the one I can't understand?

As Rose continues to fuck me, my mind begins to drift as I think about some of her past interests. There have been some pretty reasonable ones. She's been into feet, nipple play, being tied up, rimming, mother/son roleplay, edging, so on and so forth. She's also had a decent number of repeats. For some reason, her cum drinking and exhibitionism fetishes seem to come up fairly often, but I guess that can happen when you're dealing with randomness. And then there are the really out-there days...

I remember it was right when we first moved into the mansion. Rose suddenly left the house, and about an hour later, she came back dressed like a reporter. She followed me around the entire day, asking progressively more and more erotic questions. Every so often, she would press her microphone up against her cleavage and slowly pretend to tit fuck it. Eventually, I finally caved and the two of us ducked into a closet where I let her jerk me off until I came all over her face. The entire time, she kept telling me about how she could lose her job if anyone ever found out about this, which is ironic considering that she lost her job because of her overly sexual behavior. That might have been the strangest roleplay scenario we've ever done.

One time, Rose fully channeled her inner Amelia and became completely fixated on working out for a few days. That was fun because it lead to her, Amelia, and Maria competing is multiple exercise competitions that all involved sex. I mean, Rose lost ever single one of those contests, but still, it was fun for me. It was less fun the second time Workout Rose came out since nearly half of the house got infected with the Wild Card Virus, including me. We didn't have nearly enough space in the home gym, and everyone was exhausted for multiple days afterward...

Okay, technically this one is a repeat, but I wanted to include it anyway. Sex Toy Rose came back the other day, and Julia suggested we play dress up with her. She remained absolutely motionless as we put her in this cute little outfit, sneaking our hands all over her body the entire time. Once we were finished, we set her in front of a mirror so she could see herself, and she couldn't resist smiling. And how could she not? She looks so precious in this dress. We even spent some time posing her in sexy ways like she was a mannequin. After we finished our game, I fucked my redheaded toy as Julia rode her face, all while she still had her new clothes on. Was it a waste of a day? Possibly. But it's not like we would have done anything more productive otherwise, so it's fine.

Actually, I lied earlier. This is the strangest roleplay scenario we've ever done. I don't even know where Rose found all the pieces to make this mermaid costume. I went out into the backyard one day to find Rose sitting out by the pool, trying to lure my in like some kind of seductive siren. I tried to get her to come into the house, but she just claimed that she "belonged to the sea." As much as I hate to say it, I did eventually succumb to the siren song, since she ended up deepthroating me multiple times before I finally managed to tear myself away from her.

I didn't realize it at first, but the theme for that one was actually fantasy roleplay and not mermaids specifically. The only reason I found that out was because once I went back inside, I found Amelia pretending to be a knight and Louisa acting like a magic fairy...

I'll admit, I got really scared when I saw this one at first. After everything that happened with Skye, can you blame me? However, it turns out that Rose is a WAY better domme than Skye ever was. Despite being more... forceful and assertive than I usually like my partners to be, Rose is actually a pretty loving dominant. Maybe it's just because of her obsession with me, but she was constantly being careful not to be too aggressive. And most importantly of all, she wasn't fully focused on what she wanted and was willing to establish limits. Funny how big of a difference that makes. Though that doesn't mean the flogger didn't hurt...

Anyway, by the time it was all said and done, I actually didn't mind Domme Rose. It's not my favorite fetish to come up on her roulette, but she managed to surprise me, and that's pretty impressive. And I will concede that Rose does look good in all black. All that said, I'm glad no one caught the Wild Card Virus that afternoon.

On the complete opposite end of the spectrum, you have the version of Rose that might be the easiest to deal with. When I came into my room to find Rose wearing a collar and kneeling in front of me, it was something to behold. That's right. Rose has gotten a submission fetish. Talk about incredible. She did everything I said. A snap of my fingers was all it took to have her lips wrapped around my dick or her legs spread on the bed. It was like having a second Michelle. In fact, I even had the two of them fuck me together, and it was just as amazing as it sounds. And the best part was that her submission fetish lasted multiple days, which is about as lucky as you can get when it comes to Rose. I can only hope that **** Rose ends up showing up quite a bit more in the future.

"Oh, baby! I'm almost there! Are you ready? I want us to cum together!" Rose cries out, snapping me back to the present day.

Wow. I got so lost in reminiscing that I didn't pay any attention to the sex that I'm currently having. My cock quickly catches my brain up to speed as I suddenly feel an intense wave of pleasure course through me. I grab Rose by the hips and thrust up into her. A moment later and we both let out a load moan as we orgasm at the same time. After a brief pause, Rose pulls herself off of my rod before cuddling up beside me.

"That was incredible. You're incredible," she says breathlessly.

"You're not too bad yourself," I tease, which gets a giggle out of her.

"Hey, are we still going on that date tomorrow? You promised we would spend an entire evening together, just the two of us," Rose reminds me.

Surprisingly, I actually did remember that. I feel like Rose has deserved some one-on-one time for awhile now, so I'm actually looking forward to going on a more traditional date with her. And while it caught me off guard at first, I certainly wouldn't mind her still being Vanilla Rose when that happens.

"Of course. I can't wait for it."

We share a kiss before going back to cuddling. You know, Rose may do all sorts of crazy things, but no matter what mood she's in, I can always count on her being curled up in my arms at the end of the day. Except for when she was a dominatrix. I guess I was technically curled up in her arms that day. You get what I'm saying. Rose likes to wear a lot of hats, but that will never change the fact that underneath all of them is still the same redhaired girl who loves me with all her heart.