With the spring semester complete, school was out for the summer, I now had three months with no papers, tests or required reading. I was happy that I had been able to maintain such good grades over the past semester, considering all of the turmoil in my life that took place prior and during the semester. I had signed up for my fall classes on the first day of registration and was able to obtain a seat in each one, it was exciting as I was going to be a sophomore, I had finished my first year of college of time (something that many others had failed to do). Paying for the entire semester up front with my own money was something else that brought me great satisfaction too.
I took a few days to really gather my thoughts together and formulate a plan for then next phase of my life, which at that time was very short sighted (only the summer and the fall semester). I had been having problems with my landlords, not that I made any noise or had people over, just that they had started to become nosy and were asking too many personal questions. The problem that I had was that with no reportable income, I could not easily rent an apartment, especially at my age. I deflected my landlord's inquiries the best that I could, but I could tell that this couple was going to find fault with any tenants that they had. It had started out with their own concern being the money, but then as many older couples do, they had a need to interfere with every aspect that they could. Why do you stay out so late? What do you do for a living? We never see you leaving at normal times? Etc... I had finally reached my boiling point with them, and had to really control myself the last time we spoke, to keep from screaming at them, which of course would only result in them kicking me out into the street.
I looked around in a number of local papers and on the Internet, but did not find any initial success in my search for a new place to live. It was a quiet period, I had spoken to Kevin two days prior, but he told me that he would be on a family vacation and that unfortunately he was not able to line up assignments for all of his models for that period. I found myself in the middle of a forced week off, not that I minded too much. I was out for a walk one day during the middle of the week, and decided at the spur of the moment, to just get on the train and go in the opposite direction from the city. I took the train to the end of it run, not that the line was very long to begin with. I started to walk around the area of the last train stop, it was suburban, but did have a small business section with sidewalks and I had nothing to do that day.
Walking for a while, I came upon a strip mall that had a unique mix of stores. A convenient store, a pizza place, a glass store, two empty units and an adult bookstore. What immediately grabbed my attention was that the sign on the bookstore said all entrants must be 18. I was very surprised as all other adult bookstores that I had ever driven by said must by 21. I looked around, as there was a steady stream of people going in and out of the pizza place and the convenient store. I walked a little ways beyond the strip mall as my stomach suddenly became all knotted up due to nervousness. Eventually I was able to overcome my nervousness and walked back to the store.
Just as I was going to walk in, a woman who was coming out of the convenient store with her children shouted over to me to "have a good time you pervert". Wow, that took me my surprise, and I was in a daze as I walked into the store. I went to look around, when a voice behind the counter, immediately asked me for ID. I showed the gentleman my college ID, and he looked at it for a moment, and then asked "what is a healthy young man like you doing in here"? I was taken back by the question, and stuttered for an answer. Before I could speak, he told me that if I was going back into the video section to tell his co-worker so that he would look out for me. I could hear by the noise that there were a number of people back there, even during the late morning on a weekday.
I stumbled around the store, looking at the videos, magazines and books, but what really caught my attention was the distinct smell. It was like a combination of cigarette smoke and musky old books. I could tell by the shrink wrap that something's within the store were used. I next moved over to the toy section, which was stocked with many dildos, butt plugs and plastic love dolls. After spending about 20 minutes inside, I was getting nervous that I had not purchased anything and left, and for some reason I felt intimidated by my surroundings.
I made up my mind to get grab something a leave, when I found myself looking at the videos on a rack in the back of the store, just before the doorway that led to the video booths. What I saw next, changed my entire plan for the future. There was a bulletin board there, most filled with sex offers and singles listings, yet my eyes found the one unique advertisement, as room for rent by a couple looking for a houseboy. I ripped off the tab, and immediately walked out of the store. I headed right for the train station, trying not to make eye contact with any who would have seen me leave the adult bookstore.
On the train ride home and for the first hour that I was home, I could not bring myself to call the number on the tab. I had second, third and forth thoughts about it. Why would I do something so spur of the moment? What if what they wanted interfered with school and my job? Would they understand? It was a quick trip out to the garbage cans that made up my mind, as I crossed paths with my landlord again, he wanted to know if I was going to be working a steady job over the summer. I just told him that I was considering a few opportunities. That did not sit too well with him, I could tell by the glare he gave me. I went back into my rented room and called the number of the tab. To my surprise a woman answered the phone, I did not know what to say, other than I saw an advertisement that you were renting a room.
The woman's response blew my mind; she immediately went into detail about what they were looking for. I then asked her if she would mind just renting the room. We talked for a couple of minutes more, then to my surprise she asked me to come by so that she could show me the room and we could discuss things further. For some reason, I just agreed without much thought.
Soon I found myself back on the train, heading towards this couples house. Not too surprisingly I had to take the train to the final stop, and their home was only a few blocks away from the adult bookstore. Her name was Nina, and she told me that her husbands name was Greg. Nina was very nice and we talked for a while about my future plans, I told her about school and that my current landlords had turned into a pain in the ass. It was after this that she showed me the room, it was very nice and large. Next up was a tour of the house. The house was a large home, four bedrooms, 3 full bathrooms, kitchen, dining room, living room and a full basement. Our tour ended in the basement were she showed me their dungeon of sorts. Nina explained to me that her husband kept her very well off financially, and that all he expected in return was her obedience.
