Kelly is ready and willing (to sign paperwork)

"Well, Kelly? What do you say?" Spirit purred.

Kelly's cock surge to attention as her hand drifted up his thigh, teasing him through his pants. He tried to focus on the forms. Spirit seemed to be telling the truth, and if this Joan girl was half as beautiful as Spirit, he'd sign just about anything to get to her. Any girl on the island could be his, for as long as he wanted, and once he got back, he'd be one of the sexiest people alive, male or female.

Really, he conculded, it was a no brainer.

He picked up the pen and tried to read through the forms. Unsurprisingly, he found that he couldn't read legalese while a beautify woman's hand was teasing his cock. He gave up and just skipped to the signature line. His pen hesitated.

"Spirit, this has my name as 'Kelli,' with an I."

Spirit grabbed the clipboard and examined it, frowning.

"I'm so sorry, Kelly. The customs agents must have misread your ticket, but those fields have to match. It's a passport thing. Just write 'Kelli' with an I in this field and this one, then fill the rest of the forms normally."

Kelly shrugged and obliged. But by the time he reached the bottom of the form, he found that he had written Kelli for all of them. I must still be disoriented, he thought. "Kelly." With a Y. He went back and corrected the fields, then handed it back to Spirit.

Spirit looked over the forms with a grin of satisfaction. The plan would work just fine. She offered him her hand.

"Welcome aboard. Let's go get you cleaned up and settled in. Follow me, the spa is waiting for you."

Kelli followed.