Looking at the small, smoke-plumed island in the distance, the three women exclaimed excitedly, "We've been sailing for so long! We finally see an island where we can stretch our legs, pick some wild fruit, and have a look around..."
The assistant, however, gazed at the island with unbridled joy. "Maybe there are tropical beauties on that island! I love women in grass skirts doing the hula..."
It's been so long since I've had some private fun, the assistant thought with a secret smirk. I can use this chance on the island to sneak a peek at the hula dancers… and take care of business.
