Amy was my girlfriend's little sister. She was the most off limits woman in the world, outside of Heather's mom. Holy shit, I'd called her a woman. Wh...n had she turned from my little squirt, to someone I wanted to give a little squirt?Her face had cleared up and her glasses were gone. How the hell had all of that happened without me noticing it?"I just said that this is probably going to take a while for us to put all of this shit together and arrange it," she smiled. "You act like you've never. The maitre' de led us down to a table right next to thestage and seated us. I looked inquiringly at Jennifer and Holly.Jennifer, seeing the inquisitive look on my face, explained. "Sissy, theclub caters to a varied clientele, but all with one thing in common - theunusual or bizzare, you might even call it 'kinky'. On any given nightjust about any type of person might be here, dominants, submissives, bi'sor gays of either sex, or perhaps just ordinary straight people with aninterest in the more. "A pool!" she gasped in astonishment, "You've got a pool" And a sauna" I laughed and if you look beyond the pool, you'll see a tennis court" I thought this was a flat" It is" I laughed with her, "It's a flat with a pool and a tennis court" It's huge, how can you afford it?" It was left to me in a will" I lied and it seemed to satisfy her,"Would you like a drink?" Mm yes please" and her eyes widened again as I pressed yet another switch to illuminate a fully stocked bar, I poured out two glasses. They had a complete video of the club, its activities, and the staff. There were also some before-and-after transformation pictures that were unbelievable.One of the pages described how it could be visited in total discretion, using yet another link. I could go there under the guise of a fishing trip completely supported by “JCP, LLC.” I clicked on the link and found a site that had no trace of its true intention. It required a password that had to be created on the “Joann’s Club Paradise” site.