Chapters tagged swimming pool

by Winston

Chapter 6

You take a seat at one of the poolside tables, and a masked waiter immediately walks towards you and hands you a menu. You order your breakfast and begin taking in the sights. Several men and women are frolicking in the pool, laughing and joking with each other.

by Winston

Chapter 7

As you wait for your breakfast, you scan the swimming pool, and your eyes immediately gravitate to a beautiful redhead with a bob cut. She's splashing around in the pool with her friends, laughing and playing and generally having a good time. After a while, she catches you stari...

by Winston

Chapter 8

Just as you're about to open your mouth and say something clever, a masked waiter arrives with a tray and sets down your order of scrambled eggs and orange juice. You thank the waiter and set about consuming your breakfast. You didn't quite realize how hungry you were, and you b...

by Winston

Chapter 7

You stretch your legs under the table and take a look at the masked waiters and waitresses, carrying trays of food or otherwise holding a notepad steady to take orders. If their half-masks and lipstick weren't a giveaway, their bodies clearly revealed their gender - all of the ma...

by Winston

Chapter 8

"Pardon me..." you say as you grab the arm of a passing waiter. He doesn't flinch or twist at your touch, but merely stopped and turned to you with a smile. "May I help you, sir?"

by Winston

Chapter 9

The masked waiter seems taken aback by your invitation, his small mouth hanging open slightly. He swiftly regains his composure, flashing you a charming smile under his half-mask and gracefully pulling a chair to take a seat. You look the waiter up and down. His crisp uniform ac...

by Winston

Chapter 10

"Listen," you hear yourself say to the masked waiter. "You're obviously a handsome man. I like you, and I want you. We can do this the easy way or the hard way, the choice is yours." Stunned silence. Holy shit, where did you pull that Boondocks reference from? And at a critica...

by Winston

Chapter 11

"Well, sir..." The waiter says uncertainly, his hand fidgeting with the box of tissues on the table. His exposed cheeks were reddening with every passing second. "Quite frankly, I don't think you could handle me!" The accusation was as good as a slap across your face. The waiter...