Babes in Paradise Mystery
stripclubspy
Michigan
While not SC related, some form of sex trade may be involved. I'd like to hear theories about what was actually going on in this situation.
Went to Maui over the holidays. Usually stay in relatively modest accommodations, because I enjoy sightseeing and not "resort" vacations. However, went to Wailea one day to see some beautiful beaches and fancy resorts. In Hawaii beaches are not privately owned and even in exclusive resort areas the owners must provide some parking and beach access for regular folks and locals to use. After walking along the shore trail for awhile, moved off the beach a bit and sat on a grassy hillside in the shade overlooking the beach. After some time two women and a guy came walking down the path... could have been from the "locals" parking or one of the resorts. They sat on the grass in front of me, looking at the beach.
The two women were both simply stunning. Tall, slender, tanned, blond, large-breasted, beautiful faces, the works. I suspected they both had boob jobs, just because of the proportions, but they looked so good it didn't matter if they were fake or not. Both were wearing skimpy bikinis and just oozing sexuality. Mid-20's max. Seriously, I'm talking centerfold or hollywood a-list starlet types. Actually, way more toward porn star than A-list star.
The guy, on the other hand, was wearing dark shorts and a dark tee shirt. If he had been carrying a fishing rod or a skateboard it wouldn't have been surprising. Mid-length, messy dark hair. Skinny. He looked out of place with with women. Low 20's max.
They sat and talked for awhile, laughing and giggling, the two women sitting closer to each other than the guy. The women rubbed shoulders a few times, and did several things that suggested to me they were pretty intimate... possibly lovers, but definitely BFFs. The guy got out a small pipe, lit it, and took a few puffs. Wacky Tabacco for sure. He gave it to the women, but by then it had gone out and they had a hard time relighting it in the wind. One of the women rolled over on her stomach, facing me, and noticed me for the first time. She laughed with embarrassment and the others looked and laughed as well. They got the pipe going and turned back to the beach. A minute or two later they got up and walked down the stairs to the beach, and away to the side, out of my sight.
Now this beach was not the kind of place you would expect hot chicks to favor. Lots of families, people of all ages, builds, etc. Mostly white as whales or sunburned. Holiday vacationers from cold places.
So, what do you think was really going on? Here are some ideas that have crossed my mind:
1. well off lesbians on vacation from LA with a local drug connection;
2. locals who enjoy making the vacationing midwestern men drool and the women jealous;
3. social climbers surgically prepped and looking to be trophy wives;
4. pros who work the hotels, cruising for business;
5. pros on their day off, just enjoyed getting high and showing off;
Was the guy their "third", their dealer, or their pimp? What do you think?
- Puzzled
Went to Maui over the holidays. Usually stay in relatively modest accommodations, because I enjoy sightseeing and not "resort" vacations. However, went to Wailea one day to see some beautiful beaches and fancy resorts. In Hawaii beaches are not privately owned and even in exclusive resort areas the owners must provide some parking and beach access for regular folks and locals to use. After walking along the shore trail for awhile, moved off the beach a bit and sat on a grassy hillside in the shade overlooking the beach. After some time two women and a guy came walking down the path... could have been from the "locals" parking or one of the resorts. They sat on the grass in front of me, looking at the beach.
The two women were both simply stunning. Tall, slender, tanned, blond, large-breasted, beautiful faces, the works. I suspected they both had boob jobs, just because of the proportions, but they looked so good it didn't matter if they were fake or not. Both were wearing skimpy bikinis and just oozing sexuality. Mid-20's max. Seriously, I'm talking centerfold or hollywood a-list starlet types. Actually, way more toward porn star than A-list star.
The guy, on the other hand, was wearing dark shorts and a dark tee shirt. If he had been carrying a fishing rod or a skateboard it wouldn't have been surprising. Mid-length, messy dark hair. Skinny. He looked out of place with with women. Low 20's max.
They sat and talked for awhile, laughing and giggling, the two women sitting closer to each other than the guy. The women rubbed shoulders a few times, and did several things that suggested to me they were pretty intimate... possibly lovers, but definitely BFFs. The guy got out a small pipe, lit it, and took a few puffs. Wacky Tabacco for sure. He gave it to the women, but by then it had gone out and they had a hard time relighting it in the wind. One of the women rolled over on her stomach, facing me, and noticed me for the first time. She laughed with embarrassment and the others looked and laughed as well. They got the pipe going and turned back to the beach. A minute or two later they got up and walked down the stairs to the beach, and away to the side, out of my sight.
Now this beach was not the kind of place you would expect hot chicks to favor. Lots of families, people of all ages, builds, etc. Mostly white as whales or sunburned. Holiday vacationers from cold places.
So, what do you think was really going on? Here are some ideas that have crossed my mind:
1. well off lesbians on vacation from LA with a local drug connection;
2. locals who enjoy making the vacationing midwestern men drool and the women jealous;
3. social climbers surgically prepped and looking to be trophy wives;
4. pros who work the hotels, cruising for business;
5. pros on their day off, just enjoyed getting high and showing off;
Was the guy their "third", their dealer, or their pimp? What do you think?
- Puzzled
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Nah! Lesbian surgically altered high dollar escorts enjoying a buzz while planning their lives as trophy wives spending the breaking up midwesterner marriages on vacation with jealousy squabbles.