PHUCKED TONIGHT!
The four young strangers wandered into the lodge at midday. They were in high spirits and ready for a party! A couple had been before, a year ago. The others were loose on their maiden voyage. One thing was certain, "We're all gunna get phucked tonight!"
They quickly checked into their rooms, then met in a suite to sample the native duty-free rum or beer or both. By the time they hit the bar they were painless and in full party mode and why not? They were all gunna get phucked tonight!
They were not alone in the bar: The best of the daytme girls had departed and the swing shift wasn't yet due. What was left was a collection of sharks and barracuda. As the foursome rolled into the bar, the sleepy pink and purple eyelids fluttered as their gaze fell on the noisy newcomers. Shaded glances were exchanged, bodies slightly shifted and a knowing wink set the pack in motion. They closed in on the unwary prey...
"Hola, what your name?" The first of the foursome stammered his moniker and managed a grin; she must think he is the pick of the litter! "When you get here?" "Just now!", blurted the newbie, "We all just got here!" He willingly confessed, looking to his buddies who were nodding their heads in rapt enthusiastic agreement. None noticed the sly look she shared with her amigas who now had the group surrounded, circling menacingly. "How long you stay?" "Oh, we are here to party all weekend! Do you girls come here often?", he was the one with "game" in the group. The shark rolled up on her prey, sucking in her substantial gut, she thrust her bursting loose breasts into his chest and said "I will if you are here, papi." Her hand found the front of his pants, causing him to spew beer out his nose. He was on his game today and why not, "we are all gunna get phucked tonight!"
In no time, the sharks had cordoned off their prey to a couple of tables in the corner. Soon the booze was flowing freely, "freely" for the girls that is. The locals watched with some amusement. Most of these girls rarely got work, they were the dregs that always seemed to hang out, mooching a cig here, a drink there, then fading into the woodwork as the talent arrives after 8:00pm. Now they were feasting on this friendly find: fresh meat as clueless as spring lambs and they were all here "to get phucked, tonight".
The party got louder and the spit swapping commenced. The foursome barely noticed when the "varsity" girls started to appear. Some took a second look as more an more tasty morsels walked through the archway; there's Johanna, back from her dealing deal and looking for work, Tatiana is particularly stunning tonight, Mellisa and Andrea and Marta and Raquel all make an appearance. Second thoughts are creeping into the alcohol soaked brain pans of the feckless foursome, but who cares, "we are all gunna get phucked, TONIGHT!"
Now the bar was nearly full. Two girls for every guy and the new guys had to notice that they were with the youngest guys in the bar and they were surrounded with the heaviest, ugliest, most under-dressed, over-made-up floozies in the house. One looked absolutely forlorn as he gazed at the multitude of 7s, 8s and 9s over the head of the 4 who was drinking his Grey Goose and crushing his lap with her ample but shapeless posterior. "Oh, what the phuck", he thought, "We are all gunna get phucked, tonight!", and that is what really matters....
He had no idea how right he was....
