Street Walking

The way I see it, there's no reason to go back home only to have to leave again. With that it mind, I should probably deal with Rose first, take her home, then handle Julia when I get there. I have the remote in my pocket, so Julia isn't going to find anything useful by searching my room, which makes dealing with her a lower priority. That being said, I still don't love the idea of her sticking her nose where it doesn't belong. I send a quick reply to Michelle telling her that I will figure out what to do about Julia when I get home, but to keep an eye on her in case she does anything else. Of course, being the obedient sister that she is, Michelle promptly agrees to my plan.

With that done, I figure out the fastest way to get to the address Rose sent me and head over. I have to walk a little bit, but like I said, there's a bus stop nearby, so getting back home from there shouldn't be too difficult. Eventually, I arrive on the street corner, but Rose isn't anywhere in sight. I hope this isn't some kind of stupid prank. Can pranking someone be a fetish? I mean, I know anything can be a fetish, but I'm not sure if it's an option the remote can give her. In fact, now that I think about it, I have no idea how Rose's FETISH ROULETTE works. Can she get literally any kind of fetish? Or does it only pick more mainstream ones? Is there some kind of list with the potential options? If so, how many options are on said list? And I know she can't get the same fetish twice in a row, but can they come up again after that?

Too many questions. The Random Remote does like to keep things vague sometimes, doesn't it? The best way to answer most of those questions is to just wait and see what happens as time goes on. Alright, that's enough rambling for right now. I have an obsessive fangirl to find. A fangirl that I currently don't know the personality of. Sounds a little scary when I think of it that way.

I spend a few more minutes looking around, when I notice someone approaching. At first, they're too far away to make out any details, but eventually, I catch the sight of a headful of bright red hair. Gotcha.

As she comes closer, I notice her outfit. She's wearing... a trench coat? Odd. I mean, it's better than nothing, but I could have sworn Michelle told me she was wearing normal clothes this morning. I wouldn't call a giant trench coat normal. The baggy thing does a pretty good job of hiding her body, which is also a bit surprising. I know her identity makes her unpredictable, but usually it does so in ways that make her more sexual, not less.

"Hey, big boy. Lookin' for a good time?" She asks me once she gets close.

Well, she may not be wearing the most flattering outfit, but she certainly still talks sexually.

"Enough joking around, Rose. Let's go," I tell her.

"I'd be happy to go with you, as long as you're willing to pay for it," she replies with a strange look in her eye (though I guess strange looks aren't that strange coming from her).

"What are you talking about? And what's with the coat?"

"My goods are only for paying customers, sweetheart. But if you want, I can give you a little sneak peek of what I'm offering. Just for you."

Rose winks at me before lifting the bottom of her coat up slightly. As I look down, I see some kind of sheer read fabric hugging her legs, as well as a pair of red high heels. I can't get a great look before she drops the coat back down.

"So? What will it be? Want some company tonight?" She asks.

"Come on, Rose. Whatever this game is you want to play, can't we just do it at home?"

"I already told you: I'd love to come home with you, but I don't work for free. And how do you know my name anyway? We've never met before."

I pause. Clearly whatever is happening has something to do with her current fetish. I just have to figure out what it is. Giving Rose another glance, I notice she's carrying a large, purse-like bag at her side with some fabric just barely sticking out the top. Aha. Michelle said Rose went out to go shopping. The trench coat (and probably whatever's underneath it) are probably the result of said shopping. Which means the bag wasn't to carry the stuff she bought, it was to carry her old clothes once she was done changing.

Now for her behavior... For one thing, she's pretending like she doesn't know me. And yes, I'm sure she's pretending. I can tell by the look in her eyes. Rose isn't exactly great at hiding her admiration for me. And what about all that other weird stuff she said? Something about "paying customers," asking if I "want some company," saying "I don't work for free." It's almost like she... wants money? Like she wants me to pay her to come home with me...

Oh! I got it! She's a whore! Wait... that came out wrong... I mean that her current fetish is some kind of roleplay scenario where she pretends to be a whore. Huh. I didn't know that was an option. Though, in fairness, I don't know any of the options besides the three I've seen so far. Are other types of roleplay options too? That would certainly widen the possible choices quite a bit. Another question I suppose can only be answered with time.

For now, I still need to figure out how to get Rose back home. Theoretically, I could try to get her to drop the act and just come home since she's so obsessed with me, but I'm not sure which of her attributes would take priority in that situation. And there's always the possibility of that weird mental damage thing that almost happened to Michelle when I tried to push against her identity. I think the best thing I can do for right now is just play along. Besides, Rose always gets so excited about these fetishes. I don't want to go around breaking her heart all the time. And it's not like I can't have fun with these too.

"Alright, sexy. I think I would like a bit of your time. How much for you to come home with me for the night," I ask, trying my best to pretend to be some random John. Hopefully whatever I give her I can get back once this whole ordeal is over.

"Good choice, sir. I promise to make you very happy. As for how much... um... I guess... er..." Rose begins to ramble and break character.

Wait a second... did she not come up with an actual price? That seems like kind of an important detail to figure out if you're going to be a whore. Although, in all honesty, I'm not even sure how much cash I have on me right now. I don't exactly have a job. And even if I did, who cares a bunch of actual money on them anyway? As funny of a thought as it is for her to name a price that I can't afford, maybe it would be a better idea for me to help her out. I pull out my wallet an open it in front of her.

"Let's see... I don't think I have that much on me. Yeah, all I have is a twenty, a couple fives, and some singles," I say as I pull out a stack of bills.

"Oh! Well, let me see what you have," Rose says as she snatches the money out of my hand. "25, 30, 31... 34! You're in luck, handsome. That's exactly enough to get me all night long..."

Seriously? $34? I don't know a ton about prostitution, but that price sounds pretty insane to me. Talk about being a cheap hooker. I know Rose is just trying to safe face, but still, she's definitely worth more than that. I guess I shouldn't complain. If nothing else, I can at least get her home now.

Rose slips my money into her bag and the two of us make our way to the bus stop. The ride is a bit awkward, since neither of us are really sure what you're supposed to do with a whore on the bus. I would assume that normally in a situation like this, the guy picks up the girl in a car, but whatever. Rose gets the occasional odd glance from a stranger, but it's much better than when she was going through her nudist phase, so I can live with it.

The two of us make it home and head upstairs. I do notice Mom wobbling slightly while doing some chores around the house, but otherwise there's not much interesting going on downstairs. As we walk down the hall, I see Michelle poke her head out of her room. I raise an eyebrow at her, as if asking for an update, which she seems to understand, as she points to Julia's room. I guess she finished her little raid in my bedroom. As I reach my door, I look over at my redheaded whore.

"Hey, why don't you head on in and take a moment to get ready? I have something I need to take care of really quickly," I explain. Rose looks like she's about to protest, so I give her a quick slap on the ass. "If you look nice enough by the time I get back I'll throw in a little tip."

"Um... okay," Rose stutters, trying to figure out the correct response. "Just don't keep me waiting too long, big boy."

With that Rose disappears into my room as I close the door behind her. I probably only bought myself a little bit of time before she comes looking for me, so I have to move somewhat fast. With a deep breath, I walk back down the hall until I arrive at Julia's door. I reach out slightly, but pause before I move any further, taking one last second to collect myself.

Alright... time to end this once and for all...