Larry and Erica had a marriage more out of convenience than love. When he met her, she was working the pole in a Honolulu strip club. Her previous rich boyfriend hadn’t worked out, and Erica was on the prowl for a new sugar daddy at the time. As soon as she spotted the Rolex watch on Larry’s wrist, she had a new target to zero in on.

She did what many strippers did when they got too old to work the pole; she transitioned to real estate, and Larry was the perfect man to help her make the leap when he offered her a job in Kona.
Six months later they got married at the Elvis wedding chapel in Las Vegas after one too many drinks.

Erica was right where she wanted to be. But the one thing Larry insisted on before they tied the knot was a prenup. She was just drunk enough to agree to it when he wrote it on the back of a napkin at the bar inside Circus Circus where they were drinking at the time he proposed.