635 Self-Isolating on a Deserted Island

One morning my girlfriend and I were dozing in bed when a group of burly women in uniform burst in and grabbed us. They took us to the roof of my girlfriend's apartment build and into a helicopter that took us away from the city and out over the ocean.

We reached an island with a hollowed out volcano. "My mom probably did this" she said when I asked what was going on.

The burly women held me in place as the helicopter slowly descended into the volcano until we landed safely. Then they escorted us into a room where and older, bustier, but still pretty hot version of my girlfriend hugged us both tearfully.

"I was so worried. You're safe now" she said. There was a map with lots of red dots on it behind her. "You must be the boyfriend!" she said, hugging and kissing me all over, shoving me into her bosom. "Lovely to meet you!" she said. Now I knew where my girlfriend got her mannerisms.

My girlfriend's mom told us to stay on their luxurious island for weeks until the craziness of the mainland dissipated and wore off.