Find the hottest place in town

With Doll's mostly-willing assistance, you picked out the most active club in town. It was a bar near the most popular tourist beach, and in the off-season it was one of the only reliable party destinations. This town would be busier in a couple of weeks, but there weren't many options now.

You tried to sell Doll on the idea of finding fresher meat for Luby's new enterprise, but Doll was sure it wouldn't work. At this time of year, in this shrinking old tourist town, you were only going to find local girls searching for sugar daddies (and bored businessmen with the potential to make it happen).

You didn't "think" Doll needed to agree with you. She said she had an idea, and she drove away after dropping you off.

The bar mostly matched Doll's idea of it. The girls there would have seemed fine to you last week, but you were starting to feel like you deserved better than a 20-something **** cashier who got bored half-way through a YouTube makeup tips playlist.

You slightly regretted passing up those high school graduates from Friday. They could have been good for a long string of exciting adventures and discoveries. You could easily imagine a timeline where they changed your whole life. Just one simple choice, and so many teen-exploiting adventures...

But never mind that. You notice something else in the bar: Two small groups of local boys who seem unimpressed by the businessmen and gold-diggers.

"I think you aren't very busy and you should put up with me for a few minutes."

Small talk. Drinks for the one old enough. "I think" some drinks for the underage, too. More small talk.

"I think you should tell me more about the girls you know."

There we go.

Word got around fast in a small town. People knew people. Boys knew girls. Boys were bitter about girls. Girls who were too good for them, girls who were cockteases, girls who were too conservative, unreachable social media influencers, or bitches who weren't loyal.

Small-town teen boys had nothing better to do with their lives than write you a whole goddamn menu of who to grudge fuck.

With a bit of thinking on your part, one of them went so far as to physically write the notes. The nerdy little shit included footnotes about their socials and everything!

You left the bar with all the choices you could hope for. The only problem was deciding where to start:

1. Bring down some rich kids.
2. Teach teases what they're getting into.
3. Loosen up some tight-bodied prudes.
4. Take some e-girls offline.
5. ****-fuck some cheaters.