Bilingus

Fortunately, she wasn't a gold digger, or a bitch, or anything.

At least, I didn't think so.

I couldn't honestly tell you whether she was nice or a bitch,

because, well, she didn't speak a word of English.

Café? Thank you.

You're so beautiful. I don't know how people can resist such a beautiful woman.

Every day I see her, I imagine all the things I would do with you.

With those lips and those beautiful eyes.

Thank you.

And she didn't seem to realize that I didn't speak a word of Spanish.

I took French in college.

And well...

I knew your dad had a daughter, but I never imagined she was as pretty as you.

And well, I wanted to know if you've ever been with a woman?

Because I could teach you a lot of things.

okay okay see and said you okay

And I don't know if it was a cultural thing or what, but Mariana had zero concept of privacy

or personal space.

Oh my god, you scared me.

I don't speak Spanish.

What are you doing?

What are you doing? I'm serious.

Mmm, that's good.

Oh my god.

Did it go stinky?

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