Pure luxury… mostly

They entered another double door at the main house, and emerged into a large open floor plan living area.

“Ladies,” Angela announced, “welcome to your new lives!”

Many of the women marveled at the sight. On one side of the space was a large living room with a massive television and various couches and chairs. It also had shelves filled with books, and a large empty trophy case. On the other side was a kitchen styled in black marble and stainless steel. It had a large professional-grade fridge, stovetops, and ovens. There was a built in wine cooler, and a backlit shelving area with dozens of bottles of liquor. Next to the kitchen was a dining area with a long table, seven seats on each side and one at the head and foot. The table and chairs were all transparent.

The host then showed the women out another door, to the patio outside. It resembled the pool area at a country club. There was a large pool with chairs lined along the side, as well as a large in-ground hot tub, and a multi-headed outdoor shower with walls on three sides. In addition, there was a pool house shaped like a gazebo with windows.

They walked to the basement, which was a large gym full of treadmills and exercise equipment.

“We strongly encourage you to stay in shape,” Angela said.

The screen cut back to the living room, where the women were all gathered together.

“Well, ladies, what do you think?” Angela said.

Confessional:

Carmen: “Are you f*cking kidding me?” she smiled hugely. “This place is sick!”

Georgie: “This is amazing!”

Anais: “I could get used to zis.”

Kiki: “I’m not really materialistic, but I like the pool.”

Haylee: “Hollywood, baby!”

Sharon: “I’m gonna have a house like this someday.”

Naomi: “Maybe this show won’t be so bad.”

Chrissy: “Okay, what’s the catch?”

“I have one more thing to show you,” Angela said.

She led them up the stairs and down a hallway. Two of the doors were open. Through them, the women could see a luxurious bedroom and bathroom. They smiled to themselves. However, Angela kept walking past these rooms. At last, she stopped in front of a door and opened it. She theatrically announced, “Welcome to your new bedroom!”

The women filed in and looked around in confusion. The room was a large open space. The walls were lined with wooden wardrobes, each labeled with one of the women’s names. Another wall was entirely filled by a floor-to-ceiling mirror. In the middle of the room, there were rows of simple twin beds. At the foot of each bed was a chest with a combination lock.

“What the f*ck is this sh*t?” Carmen spat.

“Our new bedroom?” Haylee asked. “Like all of us?”

“We’ll all be staying here? Together?” Naomi frowned.

“For now,” Angela smiled.

Jane: “Sharing a bedroom? What am I, twelve?”

Vivian: “This sh*t’s gotta change soon. I need my personal space.”

Gwen: “I’m actually alright with this. I’m used to having a lot of roommates.”

Macie: “Bunk up, b*tches!”

Sharon: “Eyes on the prize…”

Naomi: “Let’s face it, none of use have much choice in this matter.“

Brenna: “I don’t know if I’m comfortable being so… intimate all the time. There’s no privacy. Where do you go to get away from everyone?”

Sadie: “So you people are cool with getting naked on TV, but sharing a room is where you draw the line?” She gave a thumbs down and blew a rasberry.

Penelope: “We may be deprived of privacy, but we can make it up with female solidarity.”

Haylee: “FML…”

_Carmen: “Yeah, this eats ass, but honestly I love seeing these b*tches freak out over sharing a room.”_

“Come on, it’s not so bad,” Angela said. “It’ll be just like camp!”

“I hated camp,” Haylee pouted.

“Then you’d better brace yourself for this,” Angela said ominously, as she pushed a door on the opposite wall.