Head lifeguard Scott has a major problem. The wild parties on the beach are causing a distraction and schedules need to be done. All of the female lifeguards want to be stationed at the same tower to hang out with the cute surfer dudes. Sex and waves fly as the girls of Black Beach Patrol romp in the sand.

T.T. Boy is willing to go halfway to the end of the world looking for ho's though I can't imagine why, as none of them appear to like to fuck. The search for hookers starts in the Valley, where, for $300, a young woman will dance on a motel bed, and then let herself get fucked. In Inglewood, all it takes is $50 (though you don't get a dance). I don't know if T.T. finally got bored with such hookers, but the next thing you know, he's in Hawaii, cruising with friends at five in the morning.