Trick Or Retreat

Picture this cozy cabin buzzing with sneaky lust right under the sunny sky, while creepy ghouls lurk in those squeaky shadows. Three wide-eyed newbie masseuses hit the ultimate all-girls massage getaway with their smoking hot teacher. Natasha Voya? She's the odd girl out from the jump, stuck twiddling her thumbs waiting for her turn. Day two rolls in, and bam—again, she's the spectator. After flipping out in the Jacuzzi like it's haunted, she's done playing voyeur. She hunts for some action elsewhere. But damn, every step drags her into fresh nightmares. Natasha freezes up again, spine tingling, after spotting that same damn ghoul popping up to rattle her cage. Abigail's got this gut hunch about Lola Foxx and Remy LaCroix—something's fishy, but she won't voice it sans solid proof. So she boots Lola and Remy out to cool their heels while sending Natasha to snoop on what those two vixens were really up to during massage time. Natasha tears through their stuff like a bloodhound and jackpot: both had that spooky ghoul mask stashed, no plans to spill the beans. Cornered, Lola spits out some lame-ass excuse, but Abigail clocks the crazy right away—girl's attic's crawling with bats. She calls bullshit, smirking that if they wanna get cozy, they've got way hotter tricks up their sleeves. And hell yeah, you can bet the stunning instructor's got some steamy ideas for closing that gap.