Aster had to think on what his hired arm candy had told him. Between a variety of nude bathers to feast his eyes on and a chance to finally get this woman all to himself, both choices were equally attractive. After a few seconds' thought, though, he had an answer for the scantily clad hostesses.<strong>"A private bath, please."</strong>His nigh-painfully hard feline member wouldn't let him wait any longer. The bard needed to find some relief soon, and as permissive as the resort town seemed to be, even they likely wouldn't want him finding it in a public space.