The world of Island Royale is much like Gorean society in that each of the females of the island resort has been carefully indoctrinated as a child in...the Nursery never to question her existence as but an instrument to be used for the sexual amusement of men. And importantly, just as Dr. George vigilantly protects these sex slaves from exposure to sources of “outside” physical disease, Island Royale administration scrupulously insulates them from exposure to sources of “poisonous” information. I thought of giving her a book but she never likes reading. And then I thought about giving her a dress but I didn’t know her preferences. So I decided to take her shopping for her bday and buy her the dress that she likes.She always wore full sleeves and covering everything but her face but this time it was different.She tried on a lot of clothes but didn’t like any of them. And then I caught her looking at a black 1 piece dress that would barely cover anything. I teased her saying it wouldn’t. I kept staring at her and then she asked me what happened? I said nothing and looked at the monitor. She then said if I want more coffee I turned to say No and she bent to pick up the coffee cups from the table and her pallu fell from her shoulders giving me a full view of her cleavage. She gave me a naughty smile and went towards the kitchen. She came back after 10 mins and asked me how much have I completed and said hopefully by tomorrow my CV will get ready. I said yes it will be ready and. Rose then joined her, running her hands up and between his legs, massaging his balls as Brooke wanked him gently. Gav looked from girl to girl, their bouncing boobs just breaking the surface of the water. Without hesitation he kissed Brooke, their tongues meeting in a deep sexual embrace. With almost no time to draw breath, Gav turned and his lips met Rose’s in a deep French kiss. The tender, squishy flesh of their breasts yielded to his caresses, and he continued to kiss both girls.