Cynthia and Steve stood up and shook hands with Adolph.
The couple left the room, closing the door behind them. A tall man opened the closet door. "You still have it, my old friend. I can't wait until tonight. What will you do then?" he asked.
Adolph answered, "Henry, you will have to wait. I don't want to spoil a good story but I guarantee you, my old friend, that you will not be disappointed. I only wish you could enjoy this next part as much as Franzie and I do."
"I didn't understand that business about the restaurant," asked Henry.
"It's simple, really. We get free meals as long as we send business to them," replied Adolph.
"I see," answered Henry. "Who's cooking for you now? Is what's her name, still here?"
"I don't even try to remember their names any more. We have a girl named Penny. She's been here about three months," Adolph said as he rose from his chair. "She cooks the breakfasts, shops, and cleans the rooms. Pretty much anything we want. Would you like to meet her?" Adolph smiled.
"No," Henry replied. "I can't imagine you paying for that much assistance. Have you gone soft, my friend? You must be doing well."
"You'll meet her tonight. She'll also be part of the fun. You know Henry, Franzie and I have gotten older so I have someone doing the housekeeping and maintenance, too. Paying her too much? You know me, Henry," Adolph cast a broad smile. "I don't pay her at all." Adolph broke into a contrived laughter, which Henry joined.
Friday 9:45 PM
Franzie and Adolph began to meet their guests at the pool. It was a warm evening and Franzie and Adolph wore Hawaiian shirts, neutral shorts, and sandals. Penny tended the small bar wearing a turquoise bikini with a white sarong and sandals. Her pretty face was complimented by her long black hair. The bikini showed off her cute figure. A semi-circle of chairs, one for every guest, was arranged on the grass. The pool light and spot lights were on. The light cast some light on a gentle mound of beach sand with sea oats gently waving in the breeze and the wooden sidewalk which led out to the shore. The ocean was dark and fishing boat lights were visible at sea. The monotonous crashing of waves went on without notice by the party dwellers.
The hosts invited the guests to swim in the pool but everyone chose to nurse their libation until 10 PM. At the appointed hour all guests were there.
"Welcome my guests and my friends. Ahoy Mates!" and with that all of the guest's heads drooped and eyes shut. Some of the plastic glasses dropped to the patio. Adolph, Franzie, and Penny led the guests to chairs. Henry walked out to the patio with a video camera. His black Cuban shirt, black slacks, and black leather shoes looked out of place on Tybee Island.
"Ahoy Mates and welcome. Go into a deeper, relaxing state. I am going to give you a suggestion to improve your socialization skills and attraction to the opposite sex. It's nice and warm out here on Tybee Island. It's private with no one else around. You love this place. Here, there are no rules here and no shame. Here, we can let our inhibitions run free," and Adolph took a pause to sip a drink. "These are your instructions for the rest of your stay at the Captain James Stanley inn. Everyone here is a beautiful person. When you open your eyes, everyone you see at our inn will appear as they did in their early twenties. In other words, everyone is attractive and very sexy to you. You will desire everyone you see. You are very sexy to everyone else. You have permission to have as much sex as you want, with anyone you want, until the sun comes up. You are without shame, even when your clothes are removed. Does everyone understand?"
Adolph looked at all 16 guests to make sure they agreed and that they were still under his trance. "Good. Gentlemen, in a minute you will select a beautiful lady and take her back to her room and not your room. Please allow your wives and girlfriends to enjoy another partner tonight as you will. Ladies and Gentlemen, when you have finished making love, come back to poolside here and have a drink and a swim until the next hour. Ring the bell, Penny. When the bell rings gentlemen, you will select another lover and go to her room for fun. You will want to repeat this until your strength is exhausted or the sun rises. And, gentlemen, to be fair to the ladies, if a woman invites you to her bedroom, you will immediately accept and follow her where she leads, agreed?
"As a reminder, tomorrow morning at 7 AM we will have a cooking class in the kitchen area for ladies only. Please, gentlemen, sleep in and do not attend. All of you ladies will attend.
"For the rest of your stay here, you will wear only a bathing suit while at the inn, unless you are preparing to go off property. In the morning you will only remember that we had a pleasant cocktail party. There is a man in black clothes with a camcorder. He is filming a documentary and not you. You will generally ignore him, but if he speaks to you, you will comply. You will not speak to the man in black clothes. Does everybody understand and agree?"
Again Adolph checked for agreement in all 16 guests. Adolph motioned for Henry to come out and for Franzie and Penny to sit down among the guests. "Again, you will return to this relaxed state when I say 'Ahoy mates' and you will not remember these instructions for tonight. You will wake up refreshed and excited when I count to one. Ready? Three. Two. One. Awake!" Henry recorded the guests coming out of their trance, rising, and selecting their first partners for the evening.
Unsure why he felt this way, Steve nevertheless felt the thrill of anticipation of meeting a new woman; a clean slate. As he looked around he could not believe all of the beautiful women at the party. He had earlier noticed Barbara from room 8 before but now he was especially aware that, with her bikini top cut away to reveal as much cleavage as possible, she looked just gorgeous. She stood alone as if looking for someone. Steve walked up and said, "Hello, my name is Steve from room 5. You look just stunning tonight." Barbara blushed in the dim light. Steve continued, "I'm down here from near Cincinnati; how about you?"
Barbara replied with a genuine smile, "Hi, Steve, I'm Barbara from room 8. I'm here from Virginia Beach, Virginia. Not too far. This is certainly a beautiful bed and breakfast, isn't it?"
"It's beautiful but not as beautiful as you are tonight. I understand each room is decorated differently. Would you be kind enough to show me just beautiful room 8 is?" he asked. Henry and his camera recorded the whole conversation and then he followed Steve and Barbara through the door of room 8.
In the room, Steve cupped Barbara's face and began to kiss her. His tongue aggressively entered her mouth and she responded by swabbing his tongue with hers and by rubbing her hands along his bare chest. Steve moved one hand and cupped her breast, playing with the nipple through the bikini material. She smiled sweetly as she kissed. Then he moved is hand slowly down her abdomen and slipped inside her bikini bottom, past her close cropped bush, to find her labia. She was wet in anticipation. Barbara winced once but jutted her hips forward slightly to encourage the exploration. Steve's forefinger located the magic button and worked it back and forth; each movement seemed to inject a bolt of uncontrollable pleasure into Barbara's body. After stimulating her clit, Steve shifted his finger down to exploring the wet spot.
"Stop," Henry ordered the lovers. "Man, take your trunks off. Woman, remove your bikini," said Henry in a low, stern voice. Immediately the couple stopped and disrobed. "Woman, get on the bed on all fours and spread your knees," Henry continued. Barbara presented her ass and vagina in doggie position for Steve. "Man, stick it in her ass," Henry said. The man did not move. "Man, stick it in her ass," Henry repeated louder. Again, the man did not move. "What the fuck's wrong with you? Fuck her in the ass," Henry screamed. Still, neither lover moved. "What's wrong?" Henry asked in a calmer voice but there was no response. "Well, fuck her pussy then," Henry commanded. Steve stepped forward and glided his penis up and down her labia until he found the love opening. Steve commenced thrusting in and out of Barbara. "You're the asshole, you know that, don't you?" cried the furious Henry. Steve gave no response or acknowledgement. Henry picked up his camera and stormed out of the room.
Three women remained at poolside because they were not selected. Cynthia was a natural conversation starter and the three women began to talk among themselves. Cynthia's modest but stylish golden bikini displayed her lean figure and accentuated her shoulder length blonde hair. Her hips and butt were curvy and her breasts were full but not fat. Adolph always played the same game in his head; he imaged a bikini contest among the female guests and he always tried to reward the winner by bedding her. Cynthia was the winner tonight and Adolph thought she needed her award badly.
As he walked toward Cynthia, the woman from room 12 rose from her chair and confronted Adolph. "Adolph, I'm Rose, remember?" the woman began. She was forty-something, with neck long highlighted brunet hair, and a red bikini; a bikini better suited for someone half her age. "Adolph, I like the way you command over the guests here. You are so handsome that you've turned me on just by watching you. Men with authority are my turn on. Let's go back to my room and you can order me around. I might do everything you say. Remember what you said?"
