The place was just getting into full swing by the time I got there. The jukebox was blaring out a disco classic and the polished wood dance floor half...packed and filling up quick. I made my way to the bar and took a seat on one of the red appaulstered barstools, ordering myself a dirty martini and turning to face the dance floor to check out the talent, after all a one night stand might be just what the doctor ordered. Nothing but college girls in their mother's shoes clomping around one. " I'll do that when I get back. The only loose end is to find the place on Kapaa where these men were staying. We also need to find out their immigration status and how they got here. I'm sure there will be another hundred questions by tomorrow morning. I'm going to say goodbye to these people and get out of here.I called Sam Nightfox when I sat in the Suburban to go back to the resort. "Nightfox here." At least it's sort of during the business hours, Sam. We don't have the location of the. He replied to two people in particular. On the drive, he heard the phone buzz. He saw it was note a back from ‘LaBoiFem’. It read, ‘Hey Daddy! I’m a fem bottom with a round azz. I think we could have some fun. I can host during the day.’Moritz sent back a confirmation that he was interested along with the phone number. He received a call very soon thereafter.“Hey,” Moritz answered.“Hi! It’s La Boi Fem from the app,” a demure voice revealed.“Yeah! So you can host today?”“Yes I can.”“You live. Let's go now!" More insistently she replied again, "No, Carl! Not yet." Hearing that, his face turned stern. "Alright then Becky, because you refuse to go and I can’t wait any longer, I am going to fuck your face right here, right now. Drop to your knees." He unzipped his pants and pulled out his rather large and stiffening cock. Becky stammered in reply, "No! Not in front of them." Enraged, Carl shouted, "It's not your decision, bitch!" Then he slapped her mouth and began to push down on.