Actually, it isn’t dislike. It’s resentment. Mike has the things Carlos always wanted. I’m sure somehow Mike has worked for his success, but Car...os doesn’t see it. All he can see is a silver spooned Gringo rubbing his wealth in his face.”“But Mike has never done that! He’s always been nice to him.”“Doesn’t matter. Most times perception trumps truth.” Sarah stopped, and looked at me until I flushed. Then she continued.“Speaking of perceptions and truth, what’s going on? Why didn’t you want to go. My husband was already gone to work. Two of my younger single next-door neighbors were outside. Both of them were wearing a pair of really short shorts like Richard Simmons wore along with combat boots. They were both shirtless, and the heavier guy, Jeremy's shorts were a few sizes too large and hung low on his hips giving a view of a patch of his black pubic hair. Now, I always thought they were both cute and sexy in a strange way, but to this point, we had never had any dealing other than. "I love you," they breathed, "I love you."And they might've fallen asleep again right there, but Kerri knocked on the door and said, "Hey, you guys, are you coming down to breakfast?" And Amanda mustered all of her strength and replied, "Yeah, we'll, we'll be out in just a minute." It was a little longer than a minute, actually, but finally Kerri had herded them through the buffet line and to the breakfast table."You guys seem a little slow today," Kerri said. "Did you get enough sleep? Did. I turned the lights low and put some soft jazz on. The place was right for seduction. As it is, I was already wet from the kissing session I had at the bar. I excused myself and followed Steve to the basement and asked him what he thought of Jim. Steve said that he looked really 'cute'. I was surprised at his choice of words, then he looked at me and gave me a 'thumbs up' sign. I went to the bedroom and put on a real sexy lingerie. It was a sheer black teddy with black stockings and garter.