Very well.

Ross yawned and stretched lazily across the satiny sheets, slowly emerging from an incredibly deep slumber. When he finally opened his eyes to see an unfamiliar ceiling, the events of the previous day came rushing back to him.

He sat up and looked around. He felt good. No, not just good- he felt amazing. Ross was in a large, well-appointed bedroom with Madison. She was laying in bed next to him, smiling contentedly.

"Morning, Ross." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah," he mumbled. "Really well, in fact. I guess I must have been pretty tired."

"The ladies around here know how keep a guy entertained," she said and rolled onto her back. In the morning light streaming through the floor-to-ceiling window her skin was radiant. Watching her bare breasts jiggle, her impulsively reached out and cupped one. Madison put her hands over his and pressed it against herself.

"Mmm, babe, are you horny again already? I didn't think that was possible."

"A little," he admitted. "I just... this is all so crazy. It's brought some things into focus for me. Madison, I..."

Before he could finish, Marissa appeared at the door with two plates. She handed Ross his with a courteous smile.

"Eggs benedict with a crab cake and home-grown berries," she announced. Behind her Sarah appeared with a large French press and two mugs. She placed the mug on his bedside table and filled it.

"Mrs. Hill requests your company whenever you've eaten and gotten dressed," she said demurely. "If there's anything you need, just say the word."

Ross sipped the coffee and his eyes widened. "Holy shit, this is incredible!"

"We were out of the store-brand stuff," Jane joked as she entered the room. All three golems now stood in front of him, idly waiting for requests or commands.

"Uh, you can sit down," he said awkwardly. Marissa and Sarah thanked him and sat on a plush green couch in the corner.

"I'll stand," Jane said.

"Wait, don't you have to obey my orders?" Ross asked through a mouthful of the best crab he'd ever tasted.

"Was that an order? It didn't sound like one."

He turned to Madison. "Did we flash her with a bad attitude modifier or something?"

"It's the social dynamic," Madison replied. "They're forming a friend group with you, changing their behavior to complement one another and you. I guess she took some cues from the nose ring."

"I can be a sweet little servant for you if you can't handle it," she said. Was she mocking him? "Be a nice little doll like Sarah."

"Hey!" Sarah objected. "I'm not a doll! I'm just a little more reserved. We don't all get to be the designated asshole."

"Is this how these things normally go?" Ross asked, washing down the last of his eggs with a swig of coffee.

"More or less," Madison said. "Now you should check out the shower!"

"Shower" didn't quite seem like the right word for what Ross found. It was more like a sauna with jets of warm mist coming from all sides. Ross stood nude in the center of the room and soon the fog was too dense for him to see the walls. A naked Marissa emerged from it, startling him.

"Whoa!" Ross cried, almost slipping on the tiles as he jumped back. He put a hand out to steady himself and caught someone else's shoulder.

"Be careful," Jane said as she took his hand off of her shoulder and wrapped it around her waist, pressing her nude form against his side. "I hate mopping up blood and setting broken arms."

Sarah appeared at his side carrying two bottles and a sponge. She squirted one of the bottle's contents into Marissa's hands and Marissa gently rubbed it into his scalp. Jane, meanwhile, was applying the brush to his shoulders erotically.

Ross groaned in spite of himself and felt his manhood stiffen. "Ladies, please, I need more refractory time."

"We know," Marissa said gently as she rubbed his temples. "Just be still and let it happen."

Ross did as she said luxuriating in the feeling. Soon he closed his eyes and swayed gently as impossibly soft hand wandered over his body lovingly. As the sponge passed over his member, he groaned again. Marissa giggled.

"I think our guest is enjoying his stay," she teased. She knelt in front of him and he started to protest.

"I know," she interrupted. "Refractory period. You don't have to orgasm or even get hard. My purpose is to make you feel good, and I that's what I'm about to do.

She took his half-erect cock in her mouth and it twitched as a warm, contented feeling emanated from it. He stood silently as she expertly manipulated him with her tongue and her colleagues continued their bath.

After a few more minutes of cleaning, Sarah and Jane stepped back. A light mist of warm air sprinkled onto Ross from above and he thought he smelled something vaguely citrus-y. Marissa drew back and stood as the cascading water rinsed the soap from his form.

Ross stepped out of the shower and into the bathroom. Immediately Sarah and Jane were toweling him off while Marissa readied his clothes. A green concert t-shirt and a pair of jeans were waiting for him, laundered, pressed, and nearly folded on the counter. The golems left him and he hurriedly dressed himself.