Apparently the delivery guy had been outside listening for a few minutes before he left the "cheese and meat pies" at the door with his number attached. Next to the phone number it said, "Call for a good time". Apparently Jesse "knew" him and could vouch for his claim on a a good time. While we ate she told me she was pretty sure he was bisexual. When she raised an eyebrow at me after she said that, I blushed and excused myself to go unpack my stuff in what was to be my room. She knew I had a thing for big dicks too. But being what I am, most men and women are very intimidated and tend to stay away from me. Which was the reason I had the set of toys in the heavier box that I pulled the VR headset from earlier. I left Jesse in the chair with the pizza and went to my room with my boxes.
I had the master suite in the house. It had been the Madam's room for the brothel at one point. Some of the features from that time were still there. Like the large desk in the corner that I assume was for business documents and money. The entire thing was made of walnut and was set perfectly in the corner. There were engravings of leaves and tree branches along the trim and the sides of the desk. If you looked closely in the branches where they intertwined the image of two people in the sixty nine position could be seen. Hard to tell if they were men or women or both though. On the left, the desk had one large door that swung open to reveal a safe. The warlock had given me the combination and said it should be empty so I could use it for any important stuff I wanted to hide away. Next to the desk was the walk in closet that had more room for clothes than I would ever need. On the other side of the room behind a barn sliding door was the master bath. Which had a walk in shower, with multiple water jets coming from the ceiling and the walls. I assumed that was for when the Madam got bukkakeed by several large humanoids like myself. There was also a new addition from the Warlock that still needed to be hooked up. A large jacuzzi tub that could hold three or four normal sized individuals. The bed in the room however wasn't what I expected from a Madam. It wasn't a large four post monstrosity with a wrap around curtain set in the middle of the room. It was actually a queen size that was set into the wall. The wall had a large glass dome built in next to the bed. I guess the Madam liked to gaze at the stars during the night. There was some storage under the bed for books and things but other than that it was quite simple. There was a spot on the wall by the foot of the bed that looked like it had held a painting at one point in time but the only trace of it now was the darker hardwood wall framed by the faded paint around it.
Oddly enough while I was moving my bags and boxes into the room, I saw there were quite a few places throughout the entire house that had empty spaces like that. I wonder if all the paintings were auctioned off when they shut down. I hadn't really had a chance to explore the house outside of the original tour so I didn't know where anything was outside of this room, the kitchen, the pool, and the bathrooms. The warlock had said he may eventually lease to some more tenants since the house had twenty rooms. But, he said those would likely be more for weekend goer's or just for those staying a single night. Part of the reason I had gotten the rent so cheap was because I had said I would help out with that when the time came. Making sure people knew their way around and such.
But that would be a side gig to help fund my real dream of doing woodworking for a living. I was pretty good at it. Learned quite a bit about it from a logging community when I got wounded during a contract job. I had a lot of downtime and learned the trade while I healed. Learned how to cure lumber, saw, plank, carve, drill, joint craft, and even a smidgen of rune magic for basic stuff. But for that I needed tools, so my contract money went towards acquiring some nice ones. The loggers had chipped in some too. They gave old ones that weren't in use anymore by them but still had a little life in them. The rest went to my nest egg, which was bankrolling my rent and groceries currently.
I would clear my tools out of storage once I found a good spot for them on the property. A spot that wouldn't bother future tenants as well as keep them safe. Right now I just wanted to unpack the few things I had and relax. Clothes were first, getting set into the closet. My old armor also went into the closet along with my rifle. Both were battle scarred but functional. Not new and shiny like some of the new adventurers that are well funded by sponsors but they saw me through many a fight. The rifle was an old anti material smoke pole. Great at long distance if you could stand the recoil. My pistol had been absolutely smashed by the monster I had been hunting in my last contract, but my sword was still in okay condition despite the top half missing from breaking off in the beast's brains.
After those items were set into the closet. I unpacked my books. Those with schematics and tips for woodworking, or business went on the desk. The fiction went under the bed. Once all of that was done it was time to put away the toys.
