![]() ![]() She was topless but wore a pair of bikini bottoms as she scanned the scrum of naked bodies soaking before us, 43 by my count, including mine. (I've changed the names and identifying details of the hotel guests.) He was chilling-half submerged and totally nude-on the Jacuzzi's steps.Īt his side stood his pretty wife, Laura. ![]() ![]() Within a few minutes, I found myself deep in conversation with a handsome airline pilot and father of three from rural Wisconsin, a man I'll call Rob. The receptionist was right: it was easy to make friends. Now imagine those same people naked as hell, day-drinking in a jumbo-size hot tub-that's what Jacuzzi Happy Hour at Desire Pearl looked like. Picture a gaggle of parents convened outside an elementary school.
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