wolf of greed [bonus]

i was sitting on a terrace and sipping horchata when chief nested scope's client showed up. she came with a photograph which chief nested scope brought to me right after she left. i took a picture and started studying it. i noticed the girl straight away. massive (around 1.8 m tall) and with thick legs she way laying flat and yet with her ass up. i guess it comes with genes. i was fascinated with a shadow pattern that cellulite created on her legs and bottom

"yeah boi she's nice. good for facesitting"

chief nested scope was not pleased

"you dumb fuck. what else is on the picture?"

i took another glance

"beach"

"yes. so we need to find it"

"find the beach?"

"that's right. what you're holding in your hand is just a print out but the original was posted on closed facebook group for travellers. our or rather my client fell in love with this place and wants go there but there was no caption so she can't. at least on her own"

i looked once again on a girl's ass and stood up

"let's check this picture on facebook"

"she invited me there"

"great"

we downloaded image and i checked its properties. of course facebook being facebook processes all images so a lot of data was lost. luckily reverse search of image in google helped and i managed to extract what appeared to be the original. it was over four thousands pixels wide (and high accordingly) and had exif data which luckily for us held coordinates

chief nested scope did not hide his excitement

"bingo"

he wrote down the coordinates and went to find on map where is this place while i started double checking person standing behind it. facebook account was an empty shell apparently created only to post this one picture. though in all fairness i could not see much due to fact that i was not on a friendlist. then i checked forum on which i found high resolution picture and this proved to be even deader end. the poster was someone with nickname gbtyc. only one post with this picture

in the meantime chief nested scope located the place on a map. it turned out to be a small island in south east asia but not in the ocean. my companion called his client and informed her about our finding even though he forgot to mention my role but whatever. woman was very happy but she asked him to go with her as she was afraid herself. now if you ask me i don't know why someone would want to travel around the world with such a shady type of guy but

"with me? we're going together"

so there we ended on intercontinental flight kind of babysitting middle-aged businesswoman who wanted to feel an adventure. but then again why not? everything is for people. anyways. we had a landing in istanbul with its rather large airport which is like hub connecting different worlds. you can go from here to africa or asia. or even united states. the board with flights list was enormous and it was a matter of minutes before we found our next connection. we had a spare hour so i vanished in a crowd leaving chief nested scope with his lady. not that i had much to do but i cherished being a nameless person in a crowd that didn't pay much attention to me apart from avoiding a collision. there were all kind of travellers. of course due to the location there was a lot of muslim women in their scarfs which is a thing that i notice firstly. next to my untrained european white male eye were african travellers in colourful clothes of exotic shapes. and that was the moment when i noticed her. a lovely t-girl passing by. she looked like she had a fun just from being there. probably that was her take on a regime: to be there and at the same time looking so inconspicuously to oblivious people around her. it took her a while to fish me out. from my glance she knew that i knew but also that it was exactly what i liked. she then smiled a little shyly and was gone in an instant

chief nested scope was relieved to see me on boarding. our customer had first class ticket while we had economy but that was alright with me. on a plane chief nested scope looked around and started talking with voice lowered

"she told me she had a boyfriend once but that he was much younger and it made her feel old so one day she packed all his belongings and sent away by courier. she then changed locks. anyway i wanted to say that i think she's hitting on me. what do you think i should do?"

"i suppose you'd make a lovely part of a story about trip to the place from the picture"

"but it's a bit unprofessional"

"what happens in asia stays in asia"

the rest of the trip was indistinct. we landed in asia but i promised not to disclose country due to reasons that will become clear later. chief nested scope decided to find a transportation and it proved to be difficult because apparently location of our destination was a bad place. due to restraints of knowledge of local language and poor english of locals we were not able to get details. finally a smuggler agreed to take us there. of course it was more expensive but chief nested scope's client was really determined and rich so this was non-issue

after three hours we reached the island. it was as i expected it to be: small and with a mountain covered in green trees. the smuggler moored in the shadow of the mountain

"trust me. it's better this way. i will wait for you here"

chief nested scope did not trust him though and he took the keys to ignition

"only if you trust that we return"

smuggler looked like he wanted to try something but tall intimidating posture of chief nested scope discouraged him. though to be completely honest he was looking at me too when he was weighing if he should try something. point is that uninterrupted we left boat behind us. island seemed not stained with human presence and while it was just like chief nested scope's client envisioned we also had a hard time slashing through plants. but finally we did it. we circled the mountain to the precise spot from the picture's coordinates

but there was no beach. at least not from the picture. instead we were looking at toxic waste. this would also explain a smell i noticed but didn't pay much attention on our way there. in general it looked like a dumping site of barrels. but also that the process was took time over the years. i suspect that just standing there costed us a couple of years of our lives

to say the least our female companion was not very happy

"what is this?!"

chief nested scope went into stupor so i decided to take over conversation from him

"that is the place from coordinates"

"does it look like the place from the picture?"

"not anymore"

"not anymo--? seriously? i am not buying this. your job was to find it and first check it becuase i am not paying for it!"

"first of all that was not my job as i am only tagging along. and second and last of all you already paid for everything"

suddenly chief nested scope regained his awareness of the situation

"there is something written!"

with those words he ran closer to the barrels where was a metal plate with some words embossed. i looked at woman who was still angry and i joined my companion. the board read:

IF ALL RICH TOURISTS LIKE YOU WERE VISITING THOSE BEAUTIFUL PLACES LIKE FROM THE PICTURES I POSTED ON THE WEB OVER YEARS THEN THOSE PLACES WOULD LOOK LIKE THIS NOW. SO TO MAKE YOUR LIVES EASIER I TOOK YOU HERE STRAIGHT AWAY

GO BACK TO YOUR COUNTRY

next to the plaque there was punch pocket full of pictures with cellulite girl sitting on some lucky guy's face. i showed this to chief nested scope

"see? i told you"

he hand waived me

"oh just shut up"

i looked at the back of one of the photographs. someone wrote there YOU'RE WELCOME

we returned to the boat where smuggler was filling crosswords. i wondered if he knew but didn't bother enough to ask. we sat at the end of the boat while chief nested scope's client sat next to the smuggler who was her new buddy in given circumstances

on the way back my companion was thinking aloud

"if there was only a way to know"

"it was on google maps sattelite pictures"

"why didn't you tell me?"

"you didn't ask"

"why did you want to come here knowing what's here?"

"i was curious"