When she entered the room, Melissa gasped and stopped in her tracks. Other than about a five-foot hardwood surface around the walls of the room, the sunken floor was covered with mattresses and pillows. The guests were all spread across that area; some were naked, some were down to lingerie and underwear.

"What ... the ... fuck," Melissa let out, her voice just above a whisper. Brad and Lorraine were at her side and Lorraine put her arm around her waist. Brad leaned close to her ear. "Sweetheart, we know you really dug what happened on the island," he whispered, his hot breath making her shiver. "We have these gatherings...