Room in the back.

As you two walk in front of her room you notice shelves filled with movies and disks, walls covered by many posters. You don't have time to see what they're about before Sally closes the door, saying "And that's... my room." before reaching the door to yours and opening it.

You walk in and, as promised, find a room exactly like the previous one. You take a look around, it seems to be just as dust covered as the other, too.

"You can make yourself comfortable here, put your things away... wait, you don't have any luggage?"

"No, I didn't bring anything. I wanted to buy new stuff here."

"Huh... you must be pretty rich..."

You smile "Yeah, you could say that."

Your smile seems to make her lose her focus, and she leaves your room before saying without looking back "I'll be in my room. Knock if you need anything." and going into her bedroom. You close your door and open the window, from where you can see the pool, before conjuring a duster and beginning to clean your new room. Before long you've made it much better, and after changing the sheets you lie on the bed.

Someone knocks on your door not long after. Sandra walks in after you tell her to, and you greet her with a "Ms Jackson, is everything alright?"

"No problem... I see you chose the room in the back, and that you cleaned it, that's great. I hope you don't mind loud music late in the night, Sally usually stays up until late."

"That definitely won't be a problem, I like sleeping with headphones on anyway. The house could be on fire and I find out until I was on fire too" you say, laughing at your own dumb joke.

She laughs as she sits on the bed near you "If that's the case you can jump through your window onto the pool! But only if you're on fire, wouldn't want you to risk getting hurt"

"You can be sure I won't do that unless extremely necessary."

"Good! Look" she turns to a more serious tone "I spoke with Tommy. It's ok for me as long as we don't have any issues with you or any baggage you're dragging."

"That definitely won't be a problem."

"Great! Now, about your requests. Whenever you want a meal you can tell me and I'll prepare it for you, I'll even bring it here if that's what you want, besides the breakfast, of course, which I will bring everyday unless you tell me not to. Also, I will tidy your room every day or two, might vacuum if needed."

"Yes, ma'am..."

"Oh, 'ma'am'?" she gently touches your leg "I'm not that old, you know. Call me Sandra..."

"As you wish... Sandra"

You two exchange smiles before Sandra leaves the room. After a few minutes Tom knocks and comes in with three keys in a ring. He looks around the room, noticing how clean it is.

"Here are your keys to your room, the backdoor and the front door."

"Thank you, Tom." you take and store the keys.

"So, what you'll be doing here? With that much money I don't think you're in vacation, are you? You're here for work or what?"

Tom's simple mortal mind is uncapable of comprehending your greater plans, but you obviously have a plan. What you're intending to do here is another question, though, and telling him you want to fuck his life and wife wouldn't sound too good.