they arrive at the resort

The day of their journey to Sanctuary Resort arrived. Emily and Becky found themselves at the airport, excited and a bit nervous about what awaited them. They had chartered a small plane that would take them to the island where the resort was located.

The plane was a sleek, private charter, much smaller than the commercial jets Emily was used to. As they boarded, Emily felt a sense of intimacy and exclusivity. The interior was cozy, with plush seats and soft lighting that added to the feeling of comfort.

Once they were settled in their seats, the pilot, a friendly woman named Captain Rodriguez, greeted them with a warm smile. "Welcome aboard, ladies. We'll be flying directly to the island. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the journey."

As the plane taxied down the runway, Emily looked out the window, watching the world around them shrink as they gained altitude. The cityscape gave way to the expanse of the ocean, the water shimmering in the afternoon sun.

The flight itself was smooth, with the Captain providing occasional updates on their progress. Emily and Becky chatted excitedly, the prospect of their Regression Vacation adding a layer of anticipation to their conversation.

As they approached the island, Emily could see it coming into view through the window. It was a lush, green paradise surrounded by the crystal-clear waters of the ocean. The sight took her breath away, and she could feel the tension in her shoulders begin to dissipate.

The plane descended gracefully, touching down on the island's private airstrip. As they disembarked, Emily could feel the warm, tropical air enveloping her, carrying with it a sense of tranquility she hadn't experienced in far too long.

The Captain bid them farewell with a cheerful smile. "Enjoy your stay at Sanctuary Resort, ladies. It's a special place."

Emily and Becky collected their luggage, their excitement building as they approached the resort's welcoming entrance.

The air was thick with the scent of blooming flowers, and the sounds of birdsong filled the atmosphere. Lucas Mitchell, the resort's owner, greeted them with a warm smile.

"Welcome to Sanctuary, Emily, Becky," Lucas exclaimed, his voice exuding genuine enthusiasm. "I'm thrilled to have you here. Are you ready for a week of relaxation and rejuvenation?"

Becky grinned, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "More than ready, Lucas. We've been looking forward to this for ages."

Emily nodded in agreement, a mixture of excitement and apprehension swirling within her. The weight of her responsibilities still clung to her like a stubborn shadow, but she was determined to let go, even if just for a little while.

Lucas led them through the resort, the surroundings transforming from pristine gardens to cozy, cottage-like buildings. Each one radiated a sense of comfort and tranquility. As they approached their suites, Emily's eyes widened in surprise.