We laughed and one by one said fine, thinking it would be like doing a strip show for the ladies. So we stood up and started to dance and grind to the...music that was playing. We were getting into it but the girls wanted to see more than just a few guys dance. Grace, one of the girls we usually hung with said from her lounge chair “we want to see you dance with each other.”The dudes kind of stared at each other for a minute or two. Some of us had whipped off our shirts and one of the guy’s pants. Aur wo chilane lagi ;- oooooooohhhhhhhhhhh nitin chuso is pyasi chut ko , tumhare uncle ne kabhi nahi chusa mere chut ko……unke pass toh time hi nahi hain mujhe haath lagane ka……chuso nitin chuso……ab mein pure josh mein aa gaya aur maine aapne aur aunty ke saare kapre utar diye….unki bari bari chuchiyaan ab mere najro ke samne nangi pad thi….mein kisi bhuke sher ki tarah unki chuchiyoon par tut pada aur unhe chuse laga…..wo bhi siskiyaan le rahi thi aur mere sar ko aapni chuchiyoon par daba rahi. Instead, their attentions were once more focused on me. She kept stealing glances at Melanie, and I eventually realized she was trying to make Melanie jealous. I didn't think it would work; Melanie didn't seem at all concerned that I was planning to fool around with Reza the day before. Still, I thought it would be a good idea to teach Danielle a lesson. When we got out of the locker room I asked for relief. Danielle raised her hand, but I pointedly overlooked her. I had been hoping that. She wasn’t some great warrior. She wasn’t even a particularly skilled special forces operative, or galaxy traveling adventurer. She was a science fiction novelist, and currently, a very angry looking human was glaring at her while holding a gun.“Can someone tell me why, instead of a decorated combat officer who has already saved the Earth once, I have instead found a tourist and a goddamn Miami fisherman,” the less angry looking human asked, kneeling down as he looked at Xee, then at Skylar..