In Seattle, I had decided to take Jennifer on the road with me and use her to test the other candidates. Besides, the best way to find out if you are compatible with a girl is to take a long ride in a car with her.
I had originally only wanted to take in one sub the first year, since I was not really sure what I was getting into. If everything went well, I was going to add a new girl each year until I had a total of three. I would be able to replace each one as they graduated and moved out, thereby keeping my harem fresh. Spending a summer like the S&M version of "Road Rules" however, was too much to resist so I decided to meet the rest of the girls as planned and see what developed. Jennifer did not have many obligations in Seattle and it only took her two weeks to get her shit together and join me in the little coastal town of Florence, Oregon. We bummed around for a few more days and finally made our way down US 101 to San Francisco.
The next applicant on the tour was a young woman named Chloe. I met her at the Presidio while Jennifer stayed at a campground in the RV. Chloe and I had exchanged e-mails and she had sent me several pictures of herself, so I already knew what to expect. As I had hoped, the pictures did not lie. Chloe was everything that Jennifer was not. To begin with, she was much shorter at 5'1" and very petite with strawberry-blond hair. She had green eyes, pale skin and lots of freckles that gave her a younger-than-legal appearance. (She was actually 19 and I had documentation to prove it!)
Everything about her was cute. She had a cute, innocent smile and cute little pear-shaped butt. She wore a pair of faded, skin-tight jeans and an AC/DC concert shirt from the 80's that all but hid her tiny breasts. As much as I wanted to get to work on her, I still felt the need to get to know her and make her feel comfortable. We walked around the grounds talking and flirting until the sun began to set, finding us at the main gate. I had arranged for a cab to pick her up there. I gave her the key to a hotel room downtown and put her in the cab. As with Jennifer, I told her to meet me there in fifteen minutes. She was also given the same instructions regarding the position I was to find her in.
I mulled over Chloe's story as I rode to the hotel in my own cab. She was, as it turned out, not nearly as innocent as I had imagined. Up until six months ago, she had been a Goth girl, her hair had been jet black and the picture on her driver's license proved it. She had several piercings, tattoos and had even done some blood play. She had also been exploring the substantial underground the city has to offer. Narrowly avoiding a world of homelessness, drug addiction and prostitution, she had gotten cleaned up and was looking to make a fresh start in a new city.
By the time I had arrived at the hotel, it had started to rain and the wind cut me to the bone. Suddenly I knew what Mark Twain meant when he said, "The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco."
With any luck, there would be a little blonde waiting to warm me up. When I opened the door to the room however, I was greatly disappointed. Chloe was no where to be found. I figured that she had second thoughts and I decided to go down to the restaurant since I wouldn't be dining in this evening. Jennifer was supposed to be at the room at 10. Since the room was already paid for, I would just go up after dinner and wait for her.
About 8:30, I went back to the room and ordered a movie on pay-per-view. At ten minutes after nine, I heard a knock at the door. If it was Jennifer, she was much earlier than I expected.
"Who is it," I called as I got up and moved toward the door.
"It's me," a small voice replied.
I looked through the peephole and saw Chloe standing awkwardly in the hallway. I opened the door to find her wet to the skin and shivering uncontrollably.
"Jesus Christ! Come in and let's get you warmed up," I said, closing the door behind her.
I pushed Chloe into the bathroom and roughly stripped off her wet clothes, letting them fall to the floor. I would like to have taken the time to admire her body, but at the moment I was trying to comfort her and get some hot water running.
"What happened to our appointment?" I said as I unhooked her bra.
She held it in place with her left arm but did not protest as I slid her panties down her hips.