It was unnerving.After one brandy, Rachel asked for whisky, which I was delighted to provide and even more delighted to learn it was Rachel’s favour...te spirit. After she had sampled a few of my malt collection, there was no serious talking at all. In fact, we giggled and laughed the evening away. In a sense that was better for us than a deep discussion about our feelings; we were just naturally happy together. And drunk!At eleven, I pointed out we all had work the next day, and Cassie with a. Not to mention the fact I was getting very wet at the thought of so many men playing with me and doing what they wanted. It sounded too good to be true but doubts were beginning to surface. “Look Mr Smith, I don’t want to be an unpaid prostitute or join a swingers club or anything? Is this thing legit? I mean how does it work?” I said back to him, curious but needing to know details. “We offer a relaxing extended holiday weekend at our private resort on Whale Island for our paying clientele. "Oooh," purred Katie. "Tell me more."Meg laughed lightly. "Let's just say I've had some fun the last couple of weeks."Katie winked in understanding, and pulled out a dark blue bikini from the rack. "Here's one Meg. This one's got a thong bottom. Kind of like the suit I sold you, but half-price. Shall we see how it looks on you?" Oh wow Meg... that suit looks FANTASTIC. It's even sexier than the one you bought." Katie's clear blue eyes roamed up and down the older woman's body, while Meg stood. When Steph and Alex danced with Nicola there were no overt signs it was anything but platonic. Some guys chanced their arm with all three of the women; to no avail. One did look like he was about to get mouthy when Alex all but laughed at him but backed off when I moved to stand up.“Perhaps a little more tact when jumping all over their poor egos would be a reasonable course,” I suggested.Alex nodded and replied, “Remind me to look that up when I get home.”At one point Alex and Nicola were.