Miss Calano.

"Mr. McGarry?" the resort manager peeked her head in. "May I have a word with you?"

"Of course," Frank smiled at the statuesque brunette smartly dressed in a white silk blouse, black kiss-front jacket, and pencil skirt. "Come on in."

"I'm Eileen Calano, the resort manager," she introduced herself, unabashed at his erection barely covered by his towel. "I just want to talk to you about your incident in the sauna."

"Am I in trouble?" Frank wondered.

"No," Eileen assured him with a crack of a smile as she sat down next to the examination table before showing him some paperwork. "I am here to remind you that despite the fact that Freedonia is a free use resort you signed this release of liability, waiver of claims, and assumption of risks agreement. In this document, the resort takes no legal responsibility for injuries that guests inflict upon themselves as part of the amenities and perks on the island."

"So you are saying that I can't sue the resort?"

"Correct," she nodded.

"Well, I didn't plan to. I'll be the first to admit that I was an idiot," he chuckled. In his decades of being in the construction business he had his share of contracts and lawsuits so he did not want to have to deal with lawyers again if he did not need to.

"You can rest assured that you weren't the first man to collapse in the sauna while having sex," Eileen smiled, quickly stealing a glance at his erection, "although I believe you are the first with three women in there."

"I hope the girls are okay," Frank asked.

"You gave them a bit of a fright but Dr. Roberts managed to calm them down after she made sure you didn't have a heart attack," she explained.

"Speaking of the doctor..." Frank paused.

"Yes?" the resort manager raised an arched eyebrow.

"I would like her to be exclusive to me."

"Do you not enjoy the rich variety of young women we have on the island at your disposal with your fob?" Eileen asked.

"Yes, and they're worth every cent," Frank laughed, "but I want Katy to be exclusive to me because I don't want to share her with any other guy."

"I understand," she nodded. "Your request is possible but it will be an expensive one, especially with your month long stay here."

"No problem, just get me the proper paperwork to sign as soon as possible."

"I will have them printed right away, Mr. McGarry," Eileen smiled as she stood up.

"Wait, one more thing, Miss Calano," Frank added.

"Yes, Mr. McGarry?"

"Does your necklace ever turn green?" he asked, pointing to the red gemmed choker.

Eileen paused for a moment to think. She was known around the resort as "the Ice Queen" not only because of her frosty demeanor but until recently she was the only female employee on the island that did not wear a gemmed necklace and bracelet, freeing her from ever being "available." She loved her untouchable reputation, which being desired yet unattainable was something she somewhat became addicted to. For the first two weeks of wearing the necklace it was business as usual -- she taunted male guests and employees alike with her bombshell body teasingly hidden under a business skirt -- but her teasing was her downfall as her gems were triggered by her arousal. She seduced three young men and then they took advantage of her gems suddenly turning green. The boys stuffed their cocks deep into her mouth, pussy, and asshole, and despite her pleas she came again and again as they filled and coated her with their cum.

She looked at Frank and nodded.

Frank grinned and tossed aside his towel to reveal to her his monster erection. "Has it turned green today?"

"No..." she muttered, unable to take her eyes off his thick, veiny cock.

"It has now," he chuckled.

Eileen looked down at her wrist and saw her bracelet gem had indeed turned green.