Joy leads you into a comfortable little bungalow; it looks quite a bit like one you might have at a beachside resort. It's dimly lit by lamps meant to look like torches that hang from the walls. The whole room is lined with large tropical ferns.
At it's center is a large bed, king sized at least, and on the bed lays a young woman. She has long black hair, and piercing green eyes. She's barely dressed in a silky black nightie, a lacy number that's nearly falling off of her. She rolls off the bed and slinks to you, walking right up to you, sniffing at your chest.
"Alexis," Joy says, "Are you up for a performance tonight?"
Alexis smiles, looking at Joy with a lusty gaze, "Always."
Joy smiles back at her, leaning in and giving her a lingering kiss. "So," she asks you, "Do you want to have your way with her, or do you just want to watch? I'm perfectly fine either way."
"So am I," says Alexis, smiling at you now, as she slides Joy's hand up under her nightie.