He smiled and nodded while saying: ‘I do understand Spanish’ But I was not to imagine how beautifully my native language would sound on his mouth ...ntil he said: ‘Mi familia de parte de padre es de Puerto Rico’ (TRANSLATION: my dad’s family is from Puerto Rico) ¿De donde eres? (TRANSLATION: where are you from?) …still believing he is a psycho I just said: ‘I’m Latin and that’s the most you will know’. So many thoughts flowing on my mind, I felt a cold fear coming up my spine and nervousness for. I ran to his room and pulled my shirt off, taking a picture of my discarded shirt and sending it to his phone. I heard it go off, and hid in his closet."Holy shit," he muttered, and I heard him jog down the hall into his room."Hey, hun, where'd ya go?" Drew asked, and I giggled, which turned into loud laughter, giving my hiding spot away. Drew opened his closet and I handed him my bra, still giggling. He took it, staring at my bare breasts before gentley pulling me out of the closet. He pulled. The women removed every stitch of clothing, apparently well aware of what was expected. They formed a line, each touching her toes, and about two yards from the next girl."What is this session?" asked the Admiral."The object of this final exercise is to test the candidate's self-control when under pressure, Admiral," explained General Mustapha as he positioned the young man at one end of the line of women.Henry could not quite understand why the line of six young nude concubines was well to one. The friendly smile, and the willingness to help out, were something, but almost ANY young guy would have been willing to help out a pretty young girl, and most men DID smile like that, when said pretty girl showed any interest at all in them. So, what was it with this guy?I just HAD to find out. I wondered if that "chicken" was really as long as it looked like, and how good it would feel squirming up inside my tight little crack. Damn! There I went again!"Miss," said the guy again, "are you.