The pleasure is mine

The woman before me whom I am told is an officer of the port authority is responsible for the immigration and customs of outsiders who have managed to embark upon an unthinkable quest and arrive in a veritable lesbian paradise. She is the first of the women i have seen face to face. Unlike those at the beach full of lust and mirthful love she was stern and unyielding. Never revealing any signs of distraction or carelessness, yet was producing an enigma of great interest studying my thoughtful attempts to appease her duty. Her brown eyes had shone with a unmistakable gleam of arousal as if expecting me to give myself the way those women i had spied on the beaches had over and over again. It was only up close i began to realize the confounding beauty of these people, seemingly all of these women were as becoming as the fairest maiden back in the village in my homeland. I was beautiful in my own respect with green eyes and blonde hair I always distinguished myself to suitors even amongst my peers, but the woman standing before me was even more fetching than i thought i was. Her large frame was delightfully proportioned and symmetrical her size somehow only enhanced her short dismissive body language with a Amazonian charm. I shuddered to think of this woman taking my body powerfully and swiftly, resigning myself to her whims and pleasure till i could no longer stand. Her strong yet relaxed voice broke the silence "you been here before or is this your first time ?"