Chapter 6: The Work Begins

For the next three months, every member of the team pitched in to get all of the projects completed. There were some days that we worked from dawn to dusk. We did take Sundays off. Our women were trying to work through all 63 positions in the Kama Sutra before the resort opened.

The women and girls preferred using young men and boys when executing some of the more difficult positions. It seems that an adult male, with his muscular structure, is not limber enough for some of the positions. The young men and especially the boys can contort their bodies into any position.

A month ago, we interviewed local people who wanted to work for us. Ann and I were one set of interviewers while Matt and Joan volunteered to be the other set of interviewers. We asked candidates to tell us about themselves and previous work experience. Then we asked them three questions.

“The questions we are going to ask you are extremely personal and we hope that we don’t embarrass you. If you are hired to work here, you will see a lot of nudity. Will that bother you? While working here, you are going to see public displays involving sexual situations. Will that bother you? And lastly, if a guest requests to have sex with you, what would your answer be?”

We were going to hire twenty people. One hundred showed up to be interviewed. Forty passed the initial interview and were called back for a second interview.

The second interview was short but to the point. Matt and I would ask the candidate to strip naked. Ann and Joan would then tell the candidate to kneel and suck the cock of the male interviewer for a period of not less than five minutes. The candidate would then eat the female interviewer’s pussy for not less than five minutes.

We lost four candidates who refused to strip naked. We lost another 14 candidates who refused to suck cock or eat pussy.

Twenty-two people passed the test and we hired them all. We told them to report to work on Monday at 8am. The men and women were being trained as Guest Service Representatives (GSRs).

On April 15^th I received a call from the grandparents. Roger asked me if I would be kind enough to meet with him and Hank that afternoon. The grandfathers had never requested my presence before and I immediately worried that I might have done something to displease them.

“Relax Eddie, you have done anything wrong,” Hank said. “Six of our dearest friends have asked us if they could come here on May 12^th for a three day preview of our island.

“Roger and I will be with our wives visiting our children in New York. We want you and Ann to act in our behalf during their visit. Take them on a tour of this island and Mango Island. Take care of all of their needs. Let me emphasize that last request. We want you and Ann, along with two other couples on your staff, to take care of ALL of their needs.

“Our friends will be traveling alone on this trip. Their children will accompany them on their July 4^th weekend. I will also add that our friends have a penchant for young girls and boys as long as they are already sexually active.”

I told the grandfathers that I was sure we could give his friends a memorable experience.

I returned to my living quarters to find my wife and daughter cuddled together with worried looks on their faces.

“Are you okay honey? Are you in trouble with the grandparents?”

“No, No, No. Actually, Hank and Roger called me to their compound to ask me if I would do a favor for them. Three couples called to see if they could preview our island and its facilities on May 12^th. They will be staying on our island for three days before returning July 4^th with their children to celebrate our grand opening.

“The grandparents will be in New York visiting their oldest children on May 12^th. Roger and Hank asked me if I would give them a tour of the island and take care of all of their needs and wishes. Hank emphasized the word all.”

“What do you know about the men?” my wife asked.

“The only thing I know right now is that one of the men is a sitting US Senator from Wyoming. One is a retired four star Army General who lives on a horse farm in Kentucky. The last man is an Industrialist who lives in New York. According to your grandpa Hank, this man makes more money in one day than you and I do in a year.”

“What about their wives, Daddy?”

“Grandpa Roger said that the wives are all young, pretty, and highly sexed.”

During the next three weeks, all of the projects on Pineapple Island were completed.

The Twain family moved to Mango Island and were joined by the Lorca, Larsen, and McDonald families. Tracy and Sam Borden didn’t want to be apart from Mitchell Twain and Austin Brooks, so they shared a unit together on Mango Island.

The McClellan family moved into the empty Twain unit on Pineapple Island.

Community Pod 6 could now be used to house additional guests. Our guest capacity increased from 24 guest units to 30 guests units overnight.

We spent the next three days cleaning the guest units in Community Pod 6. Guest units were stocked with new food and we chained the linens in bedrooms and stocked the bathroom with new toiletry items.

On May 12^th, Greg MacDonald flew us to the main island of St. Maarten in his new Bell eight passenger helicopter. James Collins had already cleared the way with the customs and immigration officials.

A teal blue jet landed and taxied to our hangar.

I introduced myself and my wife to the first couple to deplane. “Good afternoon Mr. Moran. I am Senator John Sweeny and this is my wife Carol.” The senator leaned toward Ann and me and said, “We can drop pretenses while on your island. Just call me John and my wife responds to the name Slut when she is fucking other men and women.”

I could tell by his bearing and ramrod straight back that the second man to deplane was the Brigadier General. Out of habit, I came to attention and snapped a crisp hand salute. “At ease soldier. I am no longer a general. I am just plain old Alfonse Moretti and this is my wife Betty. If you don’t mind, what is your name and who is the ravishing beauty by your side?”

“Sir, my name is Edward Moran and this is my wife Ann. We will be acting as your hosts for the next three days.”

“Are you related to the Reinhardts or Collinses?”

“Only by marriage sir. My wife is a Reinhardt.”

“Did Hank give you any specific duties?”

“Yes sir, he did.”

“And was one of your duties to take care of our wants and needs?”

“Yes sir, it was mentioned.”

“Well, Edward. My wife and I will test your resolve many times over the next three days.”

“My wife and I will not disappoint you, sir.”

The last man to exit the plan had to be the multi-billionaire. I introduced myself and my wife to him.

“It nice to meet you Edward, we have all heard how important you are in making this resort successful. I am Jack Armstrong and this is my wife, Kitty. We look forward to spending time with you and your wife in public and privately.

Ann led our guests through customs and immigration. I help Greg load our guests luggage in the cargo bay of our helicopter.

When we were airborne, I explained that our island was four nautical miles south of St. Maarten. “We own five islands that are somewhat contiguous with each other. Pineapple Island has been completed and Mango Island is 75% complete. We have broken ground on Guava Island but have not started any actual building.”

I did confirm that Pineapple Island is reserved for the Polyamorous lifestyle. Mango Island is reserved for those people practicing Family Love. Guava Island would be for people who are practicing Ethical Non-Monogamy. Guava Island will be the home for Swingers and Swappers.