Kiana, wasian tourist in Hawai’i

Working for a hotel at one of the premier vacation spots in the world will bring you face to face with lots of gorgeous people. Lots of single women, sexy MILFs, and younger crowds celebrating high school and college graduations.

One such group made themselves obvious when they walked into the resort, screaming and hollering while sporting matching screen pressed t-shirts with one odd duckling wearing a tiara and a sexy pink dress. Walking up to the counter, the 'special someone' of the group came up to me at the counter. “Hi we’re checking in. Under Kiana.” she said giggling through it all, clearly pregaming her party on the ride over to the hotel.

She had very apparent Filipino features, but what looked to be her parents were a biracial couple, with a Filipina mom and a white father. The nose ring, ear piercings and bright pink bob were a dead giveaway that she was a e-girl, the Gen Z equivalent of goth. Her body was nothing to sneeze at either, slim in all the right places with perky little tits pressed into her thin dress.

While I typed in her information, ‘Kiana’ turned around to talk with her friends, embarrassed when they shouted at anyone who passed by. I perked up significantly when her reservation came up, drawing it to my attention that she had just turned eighteen today. “Happy Birthday Kiana, we hope you enjoy your stay here at our resort. Are we celebrating the birthday or graduation?”

It really didn’t matter, the important part being she was free game. Still, she decided to give me an answer all the same. “Both. Two stones and one dove or whatever.” I drowned out the slip up while staring into her face but snapped out of it when her family started laughing.

Already plotting out my plan for their stay, I intentionally avoided the wasian teen when I handed out the room keys. “Alright guys here you go. Enjoy your trip. And Kiana, we actually have something for graduates who come to celebrate here at the resort, come with me.”

Without a care in the world, the eighteen year-old followed me down a dark hall, expecting who knows what but getting something even better. For me at least.