The Masseuse

The pod lid opened up, and I felt different. I went in earlier, but that moment when I was making the mark on the follower I had received was changing. It was like I was accepting what the game was doing to me—no, not accepting acknowledging. I was changing. How I changed was up to me. Mistress never made me go above and beyond. I could have quit at any time. I need to acknowledge that some part of me enjoyed it, or I would have sworn off the game. I need to accept that and acknowledge that or else I would be lying to myself.

I got up from my pod thinking and knew I couldn't stay in my head or else I would go off tangent, and Victoria was who I was going to talk to vent my feelings. It just seemed right. I was about to run into the shower when my sore muscles made themselves known. I moved slowly to prepare myself to look professional. The masseuse interview was today. I was about to hop in when the security team called me and told me that she was there. I looked at the time on the nightstand and saw she was thirty minutes early, and I told them to tell her I would be ready in fifteen minutes and to wait. I jumped in the shower, rinsed off the stay in the pod, and allowed the muscles to loosen up nicely. I got to dress in something casual but looked good. I got ready and saw Victoria in a nice-looking t-shirt and pants that made her look good.

"The masseuse is here, right? I got off a little early to make sure I can be there for it." She smiled and looked excited. I nodded, and she jumped up and down with excitement and hugged me. I smiled, and we walked together to the front door when I realized that I had forgotten to call security to send her up. I told her what I forgot to do, and we took an elevator down to the lobby to pick her up.

We might have been twenty minutes instead of the fifteen when we reached the ground floor. Did that make me late? I am not sure, but whatever, she was early, and I appreciated that, but we both needed time to get ready, and the game could take you places that you might not be able to log out of on the fly. Oh well, I put it to the back of my mind when I approached security, and they pointed at the girl sitting in the waiting area. I should have expected that, but always better to ask since they could have stepped out for a moment, and everyone who lives in this building is a VIP with people who are the movers and shakers of the economy in this country. I never wanted to offend someone without knowing who they are. This was something I learned in spades as a company owner as I rose the ranks through contacts.

The woman looked nervous and was dressed in a dress. She looked to be about twenty-five and was in really good shape. I could see muscles on her arms with someone who worked out regularly. I approved and went ahead and shook her hand, followed by Victoria as we exchanged greetings and confirmed it was her before telling her to follow us upstairs. As we entered the elevator, we started to talk to her, asking about her schooling and previous jobs asking basic questions that would be on the resume that we hadn't seen. She handed us a copy, and we read it the rest of the elevator ride.

It looked good and to be honest I didn't know much about the world. I did, though, respect my friend's judgment that he would send us someone good and an expert like I asked. Her demeanor was good so far, but this is an interview for a roommate also. We entered my place, and we sat down in the living room.

"So introduce yourself; the resume gave us your name and everything, but I want to hear what you want us to know about yourself. My friend would not have sent you the quick thing if he wasn't sure about your professional standards and expertise from all sources he can ask. So I am asking about you, I want to know who will be living with us and you can ask us questions too since you will be living with us. That was more than just a quick thing, but please tell us about yourself." I started the more formal part of the interview.

"Okay, I wasn't expecting this, but here it goes. Hi, I am Gabriela; my friends call me Gabby; please call me that in the future if you will. I am ad masseuse and am trying to pay off my debts. I love in my off time Yoga and dancing. I also love a good workout and make sure I do them often. I work with what I love, and since you asked me to tell you about myself, I will tell a bit of my life story since, in my experience, that's what people are asking. I am twenty-five years old, and I paid my way through school doing three jobs while being a student. It was tiring, and I had little time for hobbies, if any at all. I worked my butt off in classes taking any friends or coworkers willing to let me massage them to hone my skills.

"I came from a broken home, so I was used to working a lot, so it didn't tire me out. My father abandoned my mother, and my mother passed away when I was sixteen. I worked two jobs while going to school to pay rent when none of my relatives were willing to take me in, and the system took me in. My foster parents demanded rent from us for food and living. I worked and went to school so I could buy myself a better life after schooling. I made a couple of scholarships, but they were to programs I didn't want to be a part of and were mostly academic. I took a year and saved up while working four jobs to start schooling. This is how I came to be a Masseuse; not the most glamorous job, but it is something I love doing. I kept my sanity with dancing and working out however I could and worked until I got an upscale job in a spa with a friend I made in college. I took them up, and I started to work with the wealthy while honing my skills and learning from the veterans there.

"Soon, I had clientele from all lines till I was fully booked. I was constantly working and making money. When your head hunter messaged me asking if I would be willing to look at a new job. I told him flatly no at first. He told me all the benefits and that I would have a lot more free time and make more money than I was with all those clients. I couldn't resist. I told him to send me the info, and I looked at the benefits that you offered and found I couldn't say no. I do have some questions, but do you have any of me?"

I looked at her, and I felt she was a good girl that worked way too hard in her life with no time to breathe. I liked her, although there was a chance we might not get along or maybe Victoria. We all came from a poorer background, and with people coming in each day, it would be easier as long as she wasn't a bitch. She seemed too down to earth for that, but there are little things that can build up. Hopefully, she would become our friend and be fun to work out with and live with. I decided I liked her and was willing to put her on probation if she wanted to join Victoria and me.

"So your Father abandoned your mother, May I ask how your mother passed?" Victoria asked curiously.

"Car accident, A Drunk driver hit her on her way to work." She said in a matter-of-fact tone; I could tell though there was a pain.

"Sorry for your loss, To be honest, I don't have much more to ask you. My friend probably interviewed you after he scouted you at least three times."

"Yes, he did; there were many times I wanted to ask him why he wanted to interview me after he scouted me. All I got was that you are very important and couldn't send me someone I would be dissatisfied with."

"Nice to know he did, to be honest. I am very wealthy not to toot my own horn. Victoria here is about to become very wealthy and is in the process with her patents and things like that. You do not need to know the details of that. But just from where we live and the fact that we want a live-in masseuse can tell you that. Now for the details of the job since I am sure that all you were told is that it was a live-in position with a lot of benefits and great pay. Both Victoria and I play Grand Adventure Online, the new VRMMORPG. When we were done playing for the day, we found that we wanted a massage at the end of every day. This has made me want a masseuse in the house living with us so that we can facilitate that since we are having fun with that. This will be your job. What you do in your off time is your business. We will be hiring a nutritionist or a chef to take care of meals, and I am sure you can have them prepare something for you, too, since it is not like I am cheap. I have a room set aside you can look at and a room for you to work. Are there any questions?"

She was gobsmacked, and I thought about it, and I sounded like a rich asshole. I mean, I was paying six figures for a live in-person just so that she could be here any time we wanted a massage. The more I thought about it, the more absurd it was. But Fuck it, I have plenty of money. Victoria should have money rolling in now. Why not live a little.

"That's it?" I nodded, "Can I have friends over?" I thought about it and came to a conclusion, "For this, you would need to notify us at least twenty-four hours ahead of time. When we are in the pods we are a particularly vulnerable state and one of the reasons for so many security clearance and stuff. That also means anyone entering in we would like to have a background check on. Again this has a lot of wealth laying around. Although we have the money to replace that doesn't mean we would like to. You are allowed to have a boyfriend or girlfriend, but if they want to stay the night or enter, they need to have a clearance in the form of background checks and stuff, so we feel comfortable."

She sat on it in thought. "Can I take other customers, maybe not here but in an outside studio If I choose?"

"Sure, but I would keep the time of four in the afternoon after open for us and be here and in the morning till about ten is when we are in the pods. This might change, and we would like to be your priority every day. Basically, you will be on call twenty-four seven for us, but we very unlikely use it except in the afternoons and early mornings."

She looked deep in thought and questioned her reality, it seemed, before she nodded. "You have literally made an offer I can't refuse. I am trying to find the loophole or the trap in this all. I will bite, though if you make the offer, I will come live with you and be your stay in Masseuse."

Victoria, who had been silent the majority of the time, Cheered and welcomed her in. "WE cant wait to get to know you more personally. She went off while I gathered the paperwork and the formal contracts I had prepared for this. For about an hour or so, we went over the contract's fine points, and she signed it all.

With that, we followed her down to security and told her to move in tomorrow. I had security add her to the list of my home occupants. With that, both Victoria and I headed back upstairs.