The Island of the lost men
Arrival Christy couldn't believe it. There she was, in a luxurious hotel room, on some island in the middle of the mysterious Bermuda triangle, flipping through a catalog filled with naked men. Her best friend Clara was lying on the king sized bed and was also just gawking at the men in her catalog, letting out an occasional "Oh my gawd!" when she flipped a page. "Holy shit, look at page 24, it can't get any bigger than that." She blurted out and giggled. She was right. The guy on page 24 had...