Read up on a few more things about this island first

John opened te app on his phone and after looking through it for a bit he found the Wiki function. He could look up pretty much anything he wanted to know about this place in here. Even though things like the exact size of the island or the number of people living here didn't really interest him all that much, he did find a few things that caught his attention. A few very interesting things indeed...

First of all, he found out that every man living here had access to an official registry of all women living on this island. Name, address, and a recent picture. This was a service being provided to the men, if ever one of them wanted to go for a very specific type of woman, he would know exactly where to find her. Her and 20 others like her most likely. Johns thoughts drifted off to looking up all sorts of women in there right away. Maybe a redhead tour all over the island. Or a house full of Asian girls, or... well the possibilities were there. He grinned and read on.

The next interesting point was something called a 'personal assistant'. It said, that every man had the right to choose a personal assistant for himself. The list of applicants for these positions were always long a sit seems, so, even though he could not just **** someone to play that role for him, he did pretty much have his free pick of thousands of women. A personal assistent... John got curious about what that might actually mean. It said, that these assistants can take on various different duties, but mostly are responsible for organizing a mans day when he wishes it, coordinating his appointments, driving him to places if needed, doing errands for him and last but certainly not least a wide variety of sexual things as well. Everything from acquiring a certain type of woman for him, down to simply being on the receiving end of the mans lustful advances herself. John stared at his phone in disbelief once more. Even for a place like this, that sounded too good to be true, right? As he read on a little bit, he found out where he could access the list of applicants. He should definitely have a look at that later.

And then there was one more thing. One more detail about the day-to-day life on this island that was very VERY good to know. John read an article about the sexual freedoms in this society. He read, as had been explained to him before, that almost anyone here was open to almost anything. However, it was still considered polite, considered the right thing to do to at least talk to a woman, even if it was only short, before making any advances on her. However, it seemed that there was one exception to this. On this island, a certain piece of jewelry had a very specific meaning. If any woman wears a red bracelet on her wrist, that means that for the time wearing it, she agrees to be a total and utterly complete free-use object of lust. It would be perfectly okay for example, the app said, to wordlessly push her down to her knees and push your cock in her face, or to sneak up at her from behind and bend her over, or a million other things you can think of.

John could not stop grinning. He would not have thought that this place could get any better, but oh boy had he been wrong...