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sexy muscled masseuse.
    “Yes, very beautiful.” He speaks in a
thick Spanish accent and stares at me in a seductive way that makes me
definitely imagine him on top of me.  
    Ms. Eleanor’s chocolate brown eyes gleam
with joy. Her high cheekbones are still intact. Probably had some work done.
    “Well, I have to get back to my massage.”
She looks back at Federico then winks at me. “But Jordana will get you settled
in and then I will see you at dinner, okay?” She taps her finger on my nose and
I laugh a little. “Okay.”
    “You will get used to her flashing those
around,” Jordana says once we leave the room. “She’s very proud of her breast
lift.”
    I arch my brow in amusement. “I thought
they looked a bit more perky than they should have.”
    Jordana snickers. “You ready for the
tour?”
    “Yes.”
    She shows me through the home. Thirty-two
rooms, including full bathrooms for each bedroom. Three floors. The first floor
consists of the kitchen, dining room, living room, and another room Jordana
called a recreational room where everyone watches telly and doesn’t worry about
dirtying up the fancy furniture when snacking. Aside from the kitchen, it’s the
most modernized room in the home. Black leather couches and chairs and a red
coffee table in the middle with a very large flat screen television mounted on
the wall. The other rooms are more vintage and luxurious. Second floor are the
bedrooms. Jordana leads me upstairs to introduce me to the other people staying
here and I am not ready for the strawberry blonde girl in a pink tutu lunging
at me.

 
    “Juliet, this is Poppy,” Jordana
introduces us as Poppy squeezes me tight. “Oh my God! Hi!” She gave me a big
hug, probably warmer than Ms. Eleanor’s.
    “Hello,” I breathe out as she releases
me from her death grip.
    “I’m so glad you’re here. I love the
British! I love your accents. Say my name right now.”
    “Uh… Poppy.”
    Her scream makes me jump.
    “That’s so cute. It’s so sophisticated.”
I laugh at her compliment. This girl is clearly a nutter, but adorable.
    “Poppy is our bright and bubbly ball of
sunshine in our little family.” Jordana pats her on her head as she giggles.
    “I can tell,” I say.
    Poppy’s room is filled with pink. Pink
couch, pink bed, pink curtains, pink carpet, and just pink everything. She’s
also wearing a diamond necklace with a pink diamond as the charm. I’m sure that
cost a mill. We waste no time and continue to the next room with Poppy joining
us.
    “Yo, blue balls!” Jordana loudly jokes
with the boy sitting at his desk on his laptop.
    “Can you please stop calling me that?”
he says frustrated, looking up from his screen. “Oh, hi, you must be Juliet
Spears.” He gets up and stretches out his hand for me to shake.
    I greet him and look around his room. It
consists of pictures of cars and artifacts from Egypt and Africa and a samurai
sword mounted on his wall. I then study Cody. He’s very tall, mocha skin,
scrawny, his hair shaved on the sides with a bit of hair at the top. He has the
face of a child, really — a really
cute boy. He has that sweet, assuring smile you don’t get every day. You can
tell there’s still pureness within him. I wouldn’t be shocked if he were still
a virgin.
    “Cody is our resident saint,” Jordana
says lying down on his bed.
    “This house is full of ignorance, just
to warn you,” Cody says, rolling his eyes and sitting at the foot of his bed.
He ushers his hand towards it. “You can sit.” I sit on the edge and Poppy jumps
on it next to Jordana. They all stare at me for a moment, trying to read me
probably. Poppy stares at my outfit, twirling her strawberry blonde hair. All I
have on is a white shirt, my gold nameplate necklace, jeans, and sandals. Call
me crazy, but I think Cody and Jordana are both staring at my tits, which I
lack, so maybe they just think I’m abnormal or maybe Jordana likes the
ladies.  
    “So what’s