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Vacation in Aruba | Jeriah | 8

 

"Shit, that's one hot babe!" A young man stated as he seated himself by the bardisk, him and two others joining the audition right after Jimmy and his sister had arrived. His words wasn't quite loud enough to be heard for the young dancer, but recieved an approving murmur from his friends and most other men within earshot. The bar wasn't all that crowded by this time of the day, but more than a dozen pairs of eyes were now openly admiring Jenny's teenage body.

"Yeah, really nice tits on that one!" One of the other guy's frieds agreed, all three of them leering widely at the girl as she glanced their way. "Damn fine ass as well! I'd certainly not mind going down 'doggy' with that!"

"Any position would be fine for me!" The first one chuckled, the small gang obviously being regulars on the hotel-bar since the bartender was allready serving them drinks without needing to ask what they wanted. "Hell, I'd go down on her any way she wanted, as long as I got to give that pussy some sweet pounding!"

The talking just went on like that with no end to the dirty comments and suggestions at Jenny's admittedly hot body, every remark making her brother grow increasingly stingy. Allthough his feelings were a bit torn towards a sort of pride for his sister to recieve such appraisal, he was still definitively not enjoying to hear those jack-asses talking about her like she was allready their's for the taking...

Daring a quick glance backwards he found that she was indeed well-deserving of the many 'compliments', showing off her curvacous and barely dressed young body like a pro as she kept dancing alone on the small stage. A slight interruption in the conversation beside him made him look up again, finding the most talkative of the three guys to be watching him.

"That's your gal up there?" He asked with a smug grin on his lips while he kept sizing Jimmy up and down as if considering him unworthy of a girl like that. The bartender must just have told him that he and the dancing girl had arrived together. "Are you shaggin' her?"

Feeling confronted and allready more than a bit annoyed with the other's arrogant acting, Jimmy was greatly tempted to say that he most certainly was. His sister wouldn't be quite as likely to see things the same that way he did however, the thought that she might do something stupid just to out-prove him making him hesitate.

 

What should he say?


          That she's his, of course!

          Telling the truth

 
 
 

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