I would have to say getting hired as a pilot (minus the actual training of course), and then flying a plane filled with about 50 Hawaiin Tropics models (and only models) and then "accidentally" crashing on a remote island. Luckily, we all survive and food is not scarce and the only real problem we have is boredom. Anyways, months pass and I've secretly been porking every girl, telling each girl to keep our relationship a secret since things could get weird otherwise. Obviously, since this is me we're talking about here, every last one of the girls would not be able to refrain from bragging to her hot model peers. Inevitably, the secret would be out but being the free-spirited gals they are, they'd propose daily all-out orgies centered around my massive, throbbing member. I haven't really spent much time ironing out the details but you get the picture anyways.