The Isle of Lesbos

"Welcome to the Isle of Lesbos. Can I help you?"

You swallow the growing lump in your throat and make your way across the plush carpeting to the reception desk where a pretty green-eyed blonde smiles at you.

"Hi," you say, managing to keep the tremble out of your voice. "I'm Jane. I just became a member, this is my first time at the club. Where do I go from here?"

"I'll be happy to show you around," she says, smiling even more. "I'm Susan. Since you'll be staying with us for a few days, Jane, let me arrange a room for you."

Susan brushes past you, and you can't help but notice her unusually large breasts and the fact that if she let her hair go, it would fall past her waist.

"We have three rooms left," Susan says from the registry book. "All first-class, which means you get a private maid. The first room is Anna's - she's a dark-complexioned Latino woman, specializing in massage. Then there's Akimi's room, she's an Asian girl, and she's new here, so you might expect her to be a little bit innocent and naive. Finally, we have Melissa's room. She's a redhead, very large bust, and she tends to be a bit more domineering. What sounds pleasing to you?"