He liked this side of her. Last week, they had kissed suddenly and unexpectedly. And she had boldly begun opening her pants. They were interrupted so ...hat moment fizzled. But it wasn’t the kiss or unzipping that had intrigued him. It was the stunning admission she made before that.He pulled away from the kiss and held on to the machine. She stood there, caged in by his large arms, touching his chest.“Hey, did you mean what you said last week?” he asked.“What did I say?” she asked, looking at. "Sergio, this is Jeremy my b-boyfriend," She stammered."Get the fuck out of here pinche joto!" Sergio said pissed off.Jeremy looked just as frightened. He looked at Adriana and walked out as Sergio made a fist ready to pounce on him. Adriana gasped hoping her brother wouldn't do anything and luckily he didn't. Compared to Jeremy, Sergio was tall, over 6'0" and weighed about 185 with nothing but muscle from all the years of track and soccer. Jeremy winced as he passed Sergio.Adriana and Sergio. " A world traveler and rich to boot!" she grinned at me with a devilish rise to one eyebrow that warned me she was going more for effect than anything else. "I should have been a little more seductive when we first met, I see." Well, I'm as much a world traveler as any other of Uncle Sam's Misguided Children, I suppose," I said, dredging the slang phrase from somewhere. "I was in the Marine Corp. Stationed in Okinawa." I tried to say it in a way that gave the impression I didn't want to talk. Ashley and I seductively removed each others' tops, then skirts, then shoes, and laughed as we danced in only our bras and panties. My pussy was flooding at the site of a nearly nude Ashley, for fuck's sake could she be any hotter? How was she not covered in men and women all the time? Why us? Then I looked at my hot-ass Ramon and didn't feel so bad- my confidence returned. “Fuck ya, I'm not!”, I thought to myself, backing my ass up to Ashley, attempting a move from the dance that I couldn't.