A group of islanders ran across the beach.

What a beautiful sight.

Up and down and side to side they went.

A pendulous wonder.

Tanned from the tropical sun, hair blonded by saltwater and the sun, these beauties were the welcome party from Mystery Island.

They wore g-strings made from spider web silk.

I know, you had never heard of it before but apparently, the spiders weaved micro-bikinis to attract insects.

The colors were vivid like contrast had been kicked in 100 percent; pinks, purples and glow in dark yellows.

The only insects these micro-bikinis were attracting were two dirty old men stuck on an island full of nubile whores.

Pause: white teeth, full lips, star gazing eyes, and...

'We have been waiting for you master,' said the first girl to arrive.

It was a race of sex-craved whores who wanted first pickings.

'Welcome to Mystery Island,' said another lady who appeared on the beach with banana smoothies.




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