I don't know how much time passed, but someone knocked on the door in the corridor, and then Eric Hill's voice came: "Monica, we are arriving at the station soon, we are getting ready to get off."
Ten minutes later, Owen and Beth followed Eric Hill out of the train station.
The town didn't look like much. The train station and its surroundings were in shabby condition, but there were taxis at the door. The six people took two taxis and headed towards the town. Before getting on the bus, Owen saw
The three men who had fantasized about having an affair also got into a taxi.
After only ten minutes of driving, Alexiel led them to a hotel.
"This is the only hotel in town..."
Alexiel explained as he got out of the car, and several people followed him. They looked around curiously and followed him into the hotel.
"Pulp Fiction" was playing on the old-fashioned TV in the hotel lobby. A young man with glasses who looked like a staff member in front of the counter said very gentlemanly: "How can I help you?"
"Several of my friends are tourists and they need to stay here."
Ericsiel said in time.
"Okay, you are welcome to travel here, please show your passport."
Several people handed over their passports. The bespectacled young man looked at the passports and raised his eyebrows: "Americans, very good. It's 10 euros per night. Do you want a big room?"
"Please give me a double room and a triple room."
"Okay, here are your keys.
The bespectacled young man handed them the key and a leaflet on the table: "There is a harvest festival party tonight. You can attend it. It is very lively, with music, dance, and fancy clothes. Maybe there will be something you like..."
"Oh, okay, that sounds good."
This news is a little surprise for them, and the party is definitely a good way to understand the local culture.
Several people turned around and went upstairs to find the room. When Owen turned around, he happened to see Eric Hill blinking at the man with glasses. The two seemed to know each other.
Owen didn't care. Eric Hill was a resident of the town, so it was understandable that they knew each other. However, the smile on the man's face seemed very strange. Owen thought he was seeing it, but when he looked at it again, the man with glasses had returned to normal.
Ericsiel left, saying she would come later to take them to the hot springs.
When they were walking out, the three men who had an affair also came in. The eyes of the three guys unconsciously fell on the group of people. The nakedness in their eyes made Owen uncomfortable.
Owen turned sideways to block their glances at Monica. The Icelandic man wanted to come up to talk, but Owen glared back. However, he didn't care and immediately changed his target because the people in the hall seemed to be interested in them.
There are just too many women.
Upstairs, several people found their rooms. The hotel looked antique, and the rooms seemed to have seen their age.
The room of the three men who were having an affair was actually not far away from them. What was even more exaggerated was that the door of a bedroom next to it was open, and two sexy naked girls were getting dressed inside. They didn't even notice the men who were having an affair passing by the door.
I cared about it and invited them to go to the spa together.
It seems that the Icelandic man is right. Women here seem to be very open-minded. I guess many people come here to have an affair.
Several women were excited and not tired at all. When they heard about spa, they naturally thought of the hot spring that Eric Hill mentioned. They couldn't wait to put on their swimsuits and headed towards the spa that they mentioned.
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After entering the spa, Owen felt overwhelmed. He still underestimated the openness of the women here.
Most of the people in the spa are women, and the most important thing is that they are all naked, not even wearing swimsuits.
When Owen and the others arrived at the spa, the three romantic men had already found their own targets.
Perhaps it's because the women here are really easy to get started with. They only arrived a few minutes earlier than the others, but they already had their own female companions, two of whom were the sexy girls who greeted them in the room before.
While the sexy girl was chatting, she was scanning the bodies of the men she met. The Icelandic man was obviously a master, and his hands were beginning to become dishonest, and the girl had no intention of rejecting him.
The other two men who had an affair seemed to be encouraged, and their originally somewhat restrained movements gradually relaxed. They did not hide the small tents set up on their swimming trunks, and became familiar with the other two girls. Soon, the spa was full of people.
Their laughter.
At the same time, in a basement, a man with glasses in front of the counter was holding a stack of passports, scanning them one by one and uploading information. As he operated, a silent auction on his mobile phone also began.
The information of several mysterious members from all over the world appeared on their mobile phones one after another, and the silent bidding began.
Soon, the five people in Owen's group and the three men in the affair were all sold for their respective prices, especially Monica and Beth, who paid the highest price.
The successful bidders looked at their targets with excited expressions. The hunt was finally about to begin. These people were all over the world, but they had one thing in common. They had a hound tattoo on a certain part of their body.
In the spa, Beth and others also felt that they might have gone to the wrong place. This was not a hot spring, and it was not open enough for them to meet each other. They returned to the room without even taking a dip.
Owen's chance to feast his eyes was gone.
In the room, Monica looked angrily at her unsatisfactory boyfriend. Owen wanted to explain, but nothing was as convincing as the small tent under his pants.
As if she sensed the surging power in Owen's body, Monica took the initiative to come forward. Owen was greatly relieved that this girl was becoming more and more considerate. He had a hunch that he might be able to unlock a few new postures today.
When they finished the battle dripping with sweat, it was already dark outside. Owen found that Monica's fighting power was particularly strong this time. I don't know if it was stimulated by the spa. She was very aggressive this time. Owen felt like he was the only one.
It's the one who was fucked.
There was a faint sound of musical instruments coming from outside, and it seemed that the harvest festival party had begun. The two of them packed up and went outside.
The party was very lively, with lights dotted in some places, but the main lighting was by the torches that could be seen everywhere. The sounds of violins and various folk instruments were heard one after another. In the center of the venue, there were men and women twisting their bodies enthusiastically to the beat of the drums.
This is the typical European style.
Monica excitedly pulled Owen into the dance floor, hugging each other and twisting casually to the melody. Not far away, there was gurgling water, accompanied by music, laughter, and the crackle of fire, and everyone in the venue quickly entered
state.
Monica saw the three Beths in the crowd. They were also radiating their energy to the melody. With their youth and beauty, they were naturally surrounded by crazy bees and butterflies.