A lone girl danced on the brightly lit stage, swaying back and forth, occasionally swinging around the pole that was bolted to the stage. Several Sold...ers sat by the edge of the stage, catcalling and waiving 1000W (won) notes at the girl. She smiled shyly as the Soldiers, giving her modest rack a shake under her bikini top. Behind the bar, an older Korean woman served drinks, and another, slightly older, kept watch on the whole scene. Leonora scanned the bar but did not see her husband. She. Kat was still packing and grumbling about how she had so much stuff. I sat down at the table and was finally able to eat a little of the different pieces of fruit while I watched her. When she carried the third bag over by the door I was chuckling at her. She gave me a dirty look but kept packing. When three men from the village knocked saying they were supposed to take our luggage down to the beach, she had six large bags packed and was sitting on the edge of the bed looking around to see if. “Sure ... if Hillary wins, I’ll want to celebrate and if Trump wins, I’ll need some consolation of the horizontal kind. Throw in some booze, some great food, and some Netflix to get politics off the brain for the rest of the night. You get the idea. Or maybe some porn. We’ll see,” Sandra said as she made out with me and we downed our milkshakes completely before tossing the cups.“That we will, dear. That we will,” I agreed with a kiss to her lips one last time before going back in to carry out. It hung in a way that suggested it covered more than the labia of this woman’s sex. If she had what I thought she had, I feared for anyone upon whom she used it.I looked up into her face, which seemed to offer an unyielding expression. Whatever this one wanted, she got, regardless of what anyone else did or said to stop her. Overall, I thought the statue belonged in a dungeon or some kind of ritualistic ceremony that celebrated sex, pain, and domination.Ruby slapped my shoulder without looking.