Owning a Penthouse Harem

Owning a ten room penthouse in the city was a dream come true. It all started when my folks died in an auto crash. The courts awarded me three million dollars which I invested in a penthouse apartment. I also had a good paying job as a commercial writer and could easily pay the mortgage. At first I felt guilty about having receiving such a big amount of money at the expense of my parents, but I soon accepted the fact that they were gone and I had a right to live nicely
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I was a shy single guy who hardly ever dated, the attractive women I desired did not want an ordinary looking guy like myself. My ten room's apartment became a large and lonely place. One night I had a wild and crazy dream, in it I was a Pasha that was surrounded by ten beautiful dancing girls. One by one they came close and gave me a big wet kiss on my lips. I was in ecstasy until I awoke; I then closed my eyes hoping to continue the dream. But I was back again in a lonely apartment. It was then that I decided to become that Pasha in real life and fill my penthouse with ten dancing girls.

I put an ad in the newspaper offering a rent free room in my penthouse in exchange for light housekeeping duties. It also said that the applicant must be an attractive woman who enjoys dancing. I received seventy five replies and went through the process of interviewing each one. My conditions were that each girl would have their own room and at my request share my bedroom. They also must dress in the costumes I purchased from the set of Arabian Nights and dance for me. The girls would be given a credit card as a bonus with a limit of one thousand dollars a month. They all agreed and I chose the ten best of seventy five.