Upstairs

You didn't for a moment buy into this scenario. However, the weird thing was that both Phoebe and Penelope did. There was a covenant somehow and for some reason both girls were prepared to do absolutely anything you told them. And, somehow they had been drawn to this place for this reason - just when you received the deeds to it. Did that mean everyone in it was the same? Shit there were 6 floors and you had counted 4 doors here on the ground floor. Were two dozen women just waiting on you knocking on their doors in order to fuck their brains out? You needed to check.

"Make us that lasagna Phoebe. I'll be back in a little while". You get up and let yourself out into the hallway. Instead of just knocking next door you head up the narrow stairwell a few floors, intending trying one of the doors on the top floor. You get almost halfway when you meet someone coming down.

"Hi", you say with a smile.

She looks at you, then does a double take, seemingly unsure if she recognizes you.

"I'm Ulysses", you say as you step towards her.

She pauses and regards you carefully.

Surely your guesses aren't so far wrong. This girl, like the previous two must be **** to suck your dick right? "Uh, I'm a friend of Phoebe's downstairs". You reach out a hand and squeeze her tit.

"What the fuck are you doing!?" she looks at your hand in horror then squeals and turns to head up the stairs in a hurry.

"Wait - don't you want to suck my dick?" you appeal desperately.

"Stay away from me! I'm warning you. I'll call the cops."

Shit. Back to the drawing board, you think and trudge slowly downstairs, ready to run if you do in fact hear any sirens approaching.