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I didn't know what to think. He wanted me to entertain a guest and by the sounds of it, he meant sexually. He barely knew me. Did he assume I'd do anything for money? What a jackass. Just because I'm broke doesn't mean I'll put out for cash. I didn't know what to expect now, but I was second guessing my choice for the weekend.
On landing, a car greeted us. We were whisked to the resort, and before us sprawled a tropical oasis. The grounds were lush and gorgeous. A simple wooden sign signified we were at the resort, and an arrow pointed us down a winding driveway. It wasn't until we pulled up closer, that I realized how magnificent the place was. It wasn't massive, but it was dynamic and incredible. Glass, stone, plants, it all blended seamlessly with the surroundings. I wouldn't see the beach until later, and that was beautiful as well.
Getting out of the car, he told me the staff would take me to my quarters. I averted my eyes when the first gentleman came my way, asking to take my bag. "Right this way," he said. He wasn't wearing any clothing! Thankfully a few people lingering about were, but very little. A woman carrying towels had on black bikini bottoms, but appeared not to be wearing a shirt. I tried not to stare, and felt relief when I saw somebody walk by in white tennis shorts and a form fitting tank top. I didn't realize she was a guest. Most of the attendants wore next to nothing.