The first being there are five levels to each guest starting from the lowest where all of your fantasies must be approved by the other. Failure to fol...ow such rules and attempting to force yourself upon another would result in your immediate removal from the island. This is known as the Base Line where often our clients brings their significant other in order to live out a fantasy that they were too afraid to live in the comforts of their own home. However under the Base Level you are not. He kissed and sucked my nipples and I sighed as if I were enjoying it. Horrible old bastard. He fiddled a bit with my sex but it didn't seem to do anything for him. „Can I do anything for you, Master?“ I enquired helpfully. I expected he would want me to suck him, but he didn't.„Yes,“ he replied, „You can start playing with me, girl. Put some of that ointment on to your hand.“ He pointed to a jar of white cream at his bedside. I anointed my palm then got hold of his shrivelled prick. At first,. Then into view came Clare. She walked to Emma and stood still. Emma reached out and stroked her face, as she leant in and kissed her fully on the lips. Clare responded and they stood close together, under the showers, kissing. I stifled a squeal. I didn't know what to do. Should I cough and let them know I am here? Then I realised how erotic it was...so I chose to stay and watch. Did I feel guilty? A little. Did I feel naughty? A lot! Did I want to watch? Absolutely.Emma pulled away from Clare. If you don’t know, she’s a whore.”“Oh, my inexperienced boy, she’s jealous.”“She likes me?”“No. She’s professionally jealous. There she is, a female and prostitute of fine health, and you go off and seek comfort elsewhere. You might as well call her homely.”“That’s not why she is with us.”“I know she is acting as an informant and guide for you two, but that changes nothing. She’d rather you sleep with her than some stranger.”“God women are strange.”“I assure you they say the same about.