It was so good to get out today-- all the way out to 'Pussy Island' as I and the Aussie kids called it because pussy was everywhere: topless on the beach, in the bar, in the ocean, floating in the air even. Pussy Island, aka Beachcomber, and is a really, really nice resort. The bus picked us up nice and early and brought us to Denarau Harbor where we caught our ferry boat to the island. On the front of the boat I met a gaggle of Australian dudes and had a good time hanging out with them for the day.
Adam, 10:00am
The day included drinking beer, laying in the sun, swimming in the ocean, and laughing my ass off at these ridiculous guys who were pissed by noon and wandering down the beach trying to convince girls to come back and hang out with us-- they didn't do half bad either, as you can see. You can just see half my pretty face back there.
Lunch was a massive, delicious barbecue buffet which is exactly what the doctor ordered to soak up the beer and make me fall asleep on a bench (too cheap to rent a beach towel). Eventually it was time to leave, and we caught the sunset from a tiny little taxi boat in the middle of the ocean.
Not that I'm not sexually charged enough, especially after the pussy just draped over chairs and tables on Beachcomber, I got back to the hostel in time to watch a guy in another bunk get a handjob. Thanks, baby Jesus. But I was a sleepy bear and went to bed early-- I have a feeling tomorrow is going to be ungodly long.Drink Count: 12
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