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Such is Life 7
Date: 10/15/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: Pussyeeter, Rating: 90.8, Source: sexstories.com
I was now covered in tattoos. Despite the fact that I hated my dad, the Hawaiian culture still intrigued me. His mom, my grandma, was the Hawaiian so he had his dad's last name. Once I did the research I found whats called a halau. (Ha-l-ow) Basically what that is, is it's a school that teaches all of the ancient customs and ways of the Hawaiian people, everything from the language, way of life, chants, and hula and more. I already knew the history of Hawaii and how it became a state, but I didn't know anything about the customs. I learned all of that and the language as well. I learned that our amaukua, (ah-mow-koo-ah) was the shark. An amaukua is similar to the code of arms for those with European ancestry. So as I attended the academy and worked, I found time, and a real Hawaiian tattoo artist. My grandma was a direct descendant of Hawaiian royalty, out of respect to the Kapuna, (kah-poo-nah, elders) I will not use their names here. I had one full sleeve on one arm, and a half sleeve and a band on the other. My sleeves flowed right into my chest, back and shoulder tattoos. My back tattoo went from my shoulder blades and flowed into a v all the way down to my ass crack where the point of the v was. My entire upper body looked like I just had one gigantic tattoo, with two small ones on one arm, and one on my stomach area. I had one tattoo that completely covered my leg from just above my knee to my ankle on one side and the other had triangles and a band. The triangles went ...