Here’s the deal: A good two weeks on an island – more beautiful than heaven on a good day -- stuffed with the right ingredients for a ticket to purgatory! Oil-clad, picture-perfect tempers… ready to put you on a pedestal. All-night parties, overflowing booze, secret getaways. No rules apply.
Enticing? Yes. Fit for the conscience-free. What’s most interesting is what lies at the end of the sinfully pleasure-filled road… continued relationship bliss or bitter bye-byes?