Arrival at last

Arriving at the pier You see the sun is setting. All the passengers get off the aircraft and walk up a long paved way towards what is presumably the mainhouse. You are amazed at the immensity of the estate's grounds with every kind of flower, hedge, and shrubbery imaginable.

The mainhouse was a truly astonishing five story building that was a cross over between a castle, a house and a hotel. The architecture was a combination of classic and modern. Outdoor spotlights already cast a soft glow to the giant structure. A large fountain was positioned directly in front of the building and from the distance, you could discern, through the window above the front door, a monstrous chandelier hanging inside a mammoth archway that served as the hallway.

Before anyone knocks, the door swings open. What appears to be a butler, in white tails, stands at the door "Please follow me." The man leads your group to the lobby. You gaze around at the many fine and expensive furnishings and decor of the building.

The man turns around and exclaims "Welcome, welcome!" with a broad smile. "We are so glad you could make it. We have been looking forward to this for a long time. Please take a seat, you will be checked in a moment."

Spread throughout the lobby were groupings of overstuffed leather chairs and couches for lounging and conversation. It was quite a comfortable and inviting space.

Looking around, you are amazed at all the people, guests, staff. They are all fit, probably sexually well educated, and gorgeous. All of them are enticing in their own way.