Keep Your Enemies Close

"You should let her in since you two are bessie mates now, apparently"

You decide it would be wisest not to argue with your girlfriend on this one. You still can't quite believe you managed to convince her to give the last free place in your mansion and therefore harem to Tabitha Branthwaite, the biggest bitch from the school you and Susannah both we went to. You have even more reason to hate Tabitha than your girlfriend does since, through a combination of misfortune and a lack of employers taking on post graduates in the town where you live, you also ended up working with her for a couple of years. Purely because she had ed the company before you Tabitha was technically your direct superior there and used the little authority she had over you to boss you around rudely and unappreciatively until you escaped to a different job.

That said, Tabitha was undeniably sexy in a moody goth kind of a way and, possibly due to some personality defect on your part, you had developed the most annoying crush ever on her during your time as, in Tabitha's words, her underling. She therefore seemed to be the perfect person to bring into this cursed and highly sexualised environment without too much guilt. You managed to spin your suggestion to Susannah with some nonsense about proving you were the bigger people and that showing Tabitha such immense kindness might affect a positive change on her as a person. You didn't even believe it yourself but seemingly caught Susannah when she was in a charitable mood. She has been mad at you for talking her into this ever since.

"Hi"

As Tabith enters your now mutusl home she really doesn't have the look or manner of someone you had just given a free room in a luxurious mansion to. It sounded like she even resented having to speak that two letter greeting to you. She was dressed all in black with her long dark hair braided into pigtails. She'd make a great dominatrix you briefly catch yourself thinking, before trying to banish that notion from your mind.

"So what's the deal here?" she asks suspiciously "No way did someone like you get a place like this legitimately. I'm going to be fuming if this turns out to be your idea of a joke. And if you think this means I'm going to sleep with you then you've got another thing coming."

Just wait until you break it to her about the fuck rotor.

"It's nice to see you too, Tabitha."

"Are you going to show me my room then? Or would you prefer me to just stand in the hallway all day?"

"Of course, come with me" you encourage her politely, despite the provocation.

For some reason even that earns you an eye roll.

Perhaps this was a bad idea after all. Although deep down you do weirdly quite like it when this particular girl is rude to you. There's a kink you definitely don't need in your life. You only wish it went the other way, like Tabitha got horny for you every time you annoyed her. Because you seem to do that just by existing.

Shit, was that your wish ring bleeping? That didn't take long.

"Okay, so this is your room"

"Yeah, it's nice" Tabitha concedes "I suppose I have to thank you for this, though I'm still pretty sure there is going to be a catch."

To be fair, she isn't actually wrong. And on that note, this seems like the perfect opportunity to test whether that accidental wish you made about Tabitha getting horny whenever you annoy her worked.

"Okay, I'll leave you to get settled then. See you later Tabby!"

"What? Don't fucking call me that, you know I don't like it!"

After shouting at you Tabitha looks confused for a moment, then a little uncomfortable. She then looks at you very intensely for a few seconds while subconsiously twirling one of her pigtails with her fingers, something you have literally never seen her do before.

"Sorry, you're looking at me. Did you need something?" you enquire.

"Huh? No you can go"

Her tone is softer, and she lowers her eyes almost submissively. You decide to test this just a little further.

"One thing before I go, just so I don't mess up and call you the wrong thing, what are you - a goth or an emo?"

"What the fuck, I'm neither!" she begins to chastise you, before suddenly looking flustered and staring at you again while unknowingly licking her lips "It's just how I dress. Anyway, you've shown me my room can you leave me in peace now?"

"Okay!" you throw your hands up defensively and try to hide your smirk "I'll leave you to it. Welcome to the mansion!"

You mostly close the door, wait a few seconds and then swing it open again.

"Oh, I just wanted to check.."

"Rory, what the fuck!"

Tabitha, now blushing furiously pulls her hand back from under her skirt. She sits and looks at you for a moment, clearly both confused and conflicted - like she doesn't want you to leave but doesn't have a clue why not. This is already a lot of fun.

"Sorry, I'll let you get on with your unpacking. Speak later."

"Whatever, just shut the fucking door this time!"

As you walk away you can't help smiling to yourself. You feel about ten per cent guilty, twenty per cent amused and seventy per cent turned on by the possibilities that could arise from this development. You decide you will ask Susannah not to turn Tabitha into a Rorysexual like the others. It will be much funnier to toy with her and watch her try to hide and fight her new urges towards you..

And, speak of the devil, you see your girlfriend approaching you now.

"I still can't believe we gave the last place here to that goth bitch, but your harem is now complete. Are you happy with it?"

"I keep telling you Suze, this isn't my harem. In fact, I don't even want you doing your Rorysexual shit on Tabitha. Just let her live here like a normal person."

"Fine by me, I wouldn't want a threesome with that freak anyway. And this is totally your harem, but I can rephrase that for you if you prefer. Our 'household' is now complete. Either way, that calls for a party in my book. We can go out together and bring back a shitload of booze for fourteen people. Maybe thirteen as Eliza doesn't drink, though she seems very fond of you so you might be able to twist her arm."

"I don't want to try and get her drunk if she doesn't want to be. In fact, I don't want to drink either."

Susannah reaches her hand out and places it on your forehead with a look of mock concern.

"Rory? Are you feeling all right? You don't want to drink? I feel like I don't know you anymore."

"I'm serious, Suze. I've had enough of the hangovers."

"Fucking hell mate, you're going to need a much better excuse than that or we're getting you well and truly plastered!" Susannah informs you as a matter of fact "Go and get your coat. I'd better keep you company this time. If there's another cute girl behind the counter that you take a liking to we won't have a room to give her."