Ua Hoolimalimaia Oe - 4K

Working as a hotel pool lifeguard didn’t have the same prestige as Kamaole Beach, but a job is a job. Considering the fact that Kalani's only employment experience since her teenage years was as a lifeguard, it has pretty much limited her employability.  Word of her and Nani’s little ‘outing’ had gotten around…so, working at some big-name hotel’s kiddie pool was about all she was gonna get.

Sure, she tried the grass skirt-wearing hula dancer thing. She definitely had the body for it, but what grace and presence she may have had in the water definitely didn’t translate to life on land. Actually shaking her grass skirt off her hips in front of a family-friendly audience didn't go over very well. That, and the coconut shell bikini that barely covered her pendulous cleavage.

Likewise, working as a hostess at some tourist-geared seafood shack didn’t pan out either. What with the long hours, continuously being on her feet, and the slave wages, getting her butt patted by some kūpuna* when she passed their table got really old, really quick. 'Accidentally' dropping fifty dollars' worth of shrimp cocktails into the laps of said kūpunas probably didn’t help matters.

Now, however, her only worry was the farmer-tanned, pineapple daiquiri-fueled dad-bods that roamed the pool's edge. Staring at her ass all day, the cheesy pick-up lines...if she had a nickel for every haole* that tried to hit on her while their wives were out of earshot, she’d be a millionaire in no time.

Her home life was no picnic either. With the dramatic pay cut, she had to give up her trendy little condo on the North Shore...and move in with Nani. Sure, the sex was great, but Laka!*  The woman just had to have it all of the time!

After dealing with the tourists all day, all Kalani wanted to do was sit and relax, but no sooner had she walked through the door and...there she was. Sometimes, she was greeted in a skimpy négligée, other times covered head to toe in latex, or even strapped up in patent leather. Most times, however, Nani'd simply meet at the door wearing nothing at all.

Straight to the bedroom, on the kitchen table, sprawled in the middle of the living room floor...more often than not, Kalani wouldn't even make it past the door's threshold before her nympho of a roommate was on her.

ua hoolimalimaia oe - you are hired

haole - outlander, white foreigner

kūpuna - old person, elder

Laka - The Hawaiian goddess of hula, beauty, love, and fertility.

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