I guess she knew what I had seen because what she said completely suggested that. She said, “Someone is wearing his undies today!” And my jaw drop...ed.What was that? Before I could react, the lift opened, and she left. I somehow brought myself back to reality and stepped out to do what I had forgotten by now.But even this wasn’t what aroused in me the strong and mad desire to fuck her hard ass, her naughty pussy, and her milky white big tits. Which I eventually did. It was the last instance that. She said, "I'm no whore." In a louder voice, she said, "Toothpick Dick, you couldn't handle me even if I were for sale and you could afford me."He went white at that. For some reason, he didn't back off though it was obvious that she was with me and he had to have seen her handle the bartender with ease. He brought his arm back to slap her and stopped when he saw and felt her knife at his belly. "Okay, Bitch. We'll do this the hard way. I'll carve you up and fuck your butt. I won't even pay for. I don’t know if the Curse goes back any further than that,’ she said, reflectively. ‘It might, though, since white men have been in the Islands since at least 1778, when Captain Cook was there.’ ‘The Curse?’ I asked, not sure if I’d heard her correctly. ‘The Curse of Lahaina,’ she said, in all seriousness, taking a gulp of coffee and regarding my smirk. She sensed my skepticism and – after a moment – said, ‘You don’t believe me,’ fingering the black stone pendant that she’d worn around her neck. I'm not really enjoying this but I have to keep her pain and fear at a maximum for this all to work and it had to work.The chanting of the group gets louder and louder the closer I get to climax and when I finally do climax the room goes silent, no chanting, no crying, nothing but silence.Then a roar unlike any creature on earth erupts from the room itself and like the roar had broken a dam the room is suddenly full of noise, the girl is screaming again and the group has started a new chant..