New Roommates

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The Next day around noon I was was getting all of the spare rooms furnished for the new guest, I sent a car for lucy but I text samantha to let her now she can start working.

When the clock strikes three I have snacks prepared and the fridge fully stocked, everything I did it reminded me of him and I wanted to stop he never thought about me I need to store that emotion in box nobody deserve my sadness.

3:15 my intercom buzzed I went to the kitchen and looked at the monitor it was the Lyft I sent for lucy, I buzzed the gate so he can drive in with her.

I walk to the front door and see a shy lucy walking slow with he head down. " There is nothing to be shy about we are all grown and Im going to take care of you until you get on your feet." She smile and perks up a little.

I take her to her room and show her the studies and everything she will need." Did you have any clothes that are a little more professional." I ask look and her booty shorts and crop top, don't get me wrong it fine for her age but in this profession she need to dress like a boss because I am a boss.

She shakes her head and I nodded mine, I ask for size and call a couple of places to order a lot of in season dresses and other clothes the total was under five hundred that was for me.

Later on around five samantha came with her bags wearing goth like clothes and a smile for miles, I reed up on the girls and both are unique in different ways.

Samantha was married to her childhood friend two years a go until he died in a drunk driver accident, after that her family and his never made contact again.
She says in a run down apartment that she can barely afford.

Let's not forget about my sweet lucy, now she's special her family would make her get tested to see if she was a virgin every other week, until  recently she was drugged and took advantage of and that's when we met on the corner.

I showed samantha her room and everywhere else and she told we she will get the rest of her clothes later and she needs to get some out the car, i ask did she needs help but she said no. When she went out I look out the window and she driving a car the size of shoe box and it was rusty.

" This will not do."

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