“When?” She smiled and shook her head. “I can’t believe we can just up and go somewhere.”“Get used to it. It’s what us gentlemen of leis...re do. Just don’t forget what we expect of the women in our lives.”Marilyn snorted and laughed. “Just make sure there’s only one woman in your life!”I lifted my glass of Chianti. “Old English toast - ‘ To our wives and our lovers, and the hope they never meet!’”Marilyn smiled. “Keep it up, smart ass! Next time I see your brain trust, I’m going to ask them. But it can be dangerous leaving the safety of the resort and, if a guy doesn’t know what he’s doing or where he’s going, there’s a good chance he can get ripped off – or worse.Q: But not here.A: No, Island Royale is completely different. We get our girls at a very tender age – four and five years old – and from the moment they arrive they are taught that their only reason for existence is to provide sexual pleasure to men. Here they’re told that’s all they’re good for, and that they will. ’ ‘Well, I exaggerated for affect. I have an immensely wealthy client who always thought he could buy anything. He tried to buy your wife several years ago and was shot down. He actually shared the story with me.’ ‘What do you mean, ‘tried to buy her’?’ ‘He met her at a meeting and tried to get her to go to his island in the Caribbean with him. He offered her five hundred thousand to spend a week with him and she laughed at him. He has a long memory.’ ‘How would we work that out and what do I. Without a prompt from me, he came up behind me and started to pump again. The angle was different now; it felt like he could go farther in me before he got too deep. Maybe I was just getting used to him.With both hands he gripped my hips and sped up. I don't know what compelled me to let Derrick enter me without protection. I knew full well he was going to unleash his seed inside me and I was perfectly OK with that. Not only was I OK with it, I actually wanted him to. What was it about this.