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Skin-a-max Presents: The Celebrity Car Wash	By : Muhabba Category: Celebrities - Misc > Crossovers Views: 10135 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and I make no money from it. I do not know Selena Gomez, Taylor Swift, Demi Lovato, Chloe Moretz, Miley Cyrus, Hailee Steinfeld, Jennifer Lawrence, Victoria Justice, Sofia Vergara, or have anything to do with them.

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This is a work of complete fiction.  It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it
for free and make no money off of it.  No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's
good for you.  No one over legal age should read this for the same reason.  All characters used
in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person.  I do not know Selena Gomez, Taylor
Swift, Demi Lovato, Chloe Moretz, Miley Cyrus, Hailee Steinfeld, Jennifer Lawrence, Victoria
Justice, Sofia Vergara, or have anything to do with them.  I do not own or have anything to do
with the state of Miami or any car washes there in.  Comments are always welcome and
appreciated so you should feel free to share.

Story Code: M+/F+, F+/F+, Exhib, Voy,

Skin-a-max Presents The Celebrity Car Wash Starring Selena Gomez
By Muhabba

Chapter 06

     An hour later, Steve yelled to be heard over the den of the expensive strip club, "This is
awesome!"

     Trapped in the cleavage of a stripper, Dick nodded his head enthusiastically in agreement.
He reached around the gyrating dancer and poured Steve another glass of expensive champagne.
"Have another drink," he mumbled around his face-full of high priced silicone.

     Steve grabbed the glass as another stripper straddled his thighs and began thrusting her
barely covered groin towards his face.  "I wanna thank you again for this," he told Dick, barely
able to take his eyes off of the lovely young woman now grinding against his lap.

     "No problem," Dick said with a sinister grin as he watched Steve down his champagne.
"You looked like you could use a pick me up."

     "Boy did I," Steve agreed, not even thinking about how strange it had been for a complete
stranger to pick him up and pay for him to party at the most expensive strip club in Miami, The
Riches of Bitches.  He enthusiastically ran his hands over the strippers tight ass as she giggled at
him.

     Dick leaned over and gave Steve a friendly punch on his shoulder.  "She's pretty hot," he
laughed as he nodded towards the dancer and she poured more champagne into Steve's open
mouth.

     Steve sputter as he struggled to swallow the bubbly expensive drink.  "Hell yeah!" he
cheered in agreement.

     Dick winked at Steve and then motioned the barely clothed, barely legal dancers away.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," he said as the lights in the club went down.

     "Ladies and gentlemen," the DJ announced over the loud speakers, "If I may turn your
attention to our main stage where our gorgeous, featured performer is making her way."  The
lights on the main stage slowly came up to reveal the club’s apparently featured performer for
the night.  “For one night only, I give you, Sofia Vergara!”

     Steve’s eyes slowly went wide as he recognized the new dancer.  “There is now way...” he
muttered in shock.  She was wearing a tight belly shirt with long sleeves, the material barely
containing her large breasts.  Her flat stomach was sparkling with glitter as the bright lights
shown over it.  Her thick ass was covered in black, shiny booty shorts to show off her rear-end
and long legs and her 6 inch high heels only emphasized her legs and ass more.  Steve looked
over at his new friend with his mouth wide open.  “There’s no way that’s her.”

     Dick winked at Steve and chuckled.  “Does it really matter?” he asked before turning back
to the stage.  The music came up and all eyes were on Sofia as she began swaying rhythmically.

     Sofia’s wide hips moved in time to the music as she raised her arms up, pulling her large
breasts high and tight on her chest.  She popped her hip causing her ass and tits to jiggle
enticingly as she spun around.  Grabbing the bar set in the middle of the stage she dropped
down low and thrust her butt out, shaking it at the crowd and drawing cheers from the audience
before slowly standing back up.

     Running her hands slowly down her body, Sofia licked her lips enticingly as she
emphasized the amazing curves of her body.  She jerked her shoulders back causing her breasts
to pop up and down on her chest as she jiggled her ass in time with the music and caused the
audience to cheer out again.  She spun around again dropping low to the ground, thrusting her
ass out more as she slowly straightened out again, bending at the waist with her hands on her
knees.  She swung her ass out like a pendulum before standing up again and winking at the
crowd as she licked her thick lips.  She rocked her head around, her long brown hair swaying
out, whipping around her head.

     With a quick spin Sofia suddenly had her top off, her brown skin gleaming in the lights of
the stage.  Beneath her shirt had been a small bikini top just barely large enough to cover her
obviously hard nipples but well made enough to pull her firm tits up high on her chest.  She
rolled her shoulders causing her breasts to undulate like balloons as she whipped her hair again
and the crowed roared in approval.  She skipped back and forth across the stage, her
mountainous breasts threatening to pop out of her small top at any moment as she presented
herself on the stage.

     “There’s no way that can be her,” Steve whispered in amazement.

     “Does it really fucking matter,” Dick said with a chuckle.

     Steve thought it over for a moment.  “I guess not.”

     When she had made her way back around the stage, Sofia slid her thumbs into the waist
band of her shorts, pulling them snug against her ass and crotch, teasing the audience.
Grinning wickedly she dropped low again, peeling the tight shorts down her tan ass.  Standing
slowly she pulled the tight material down her thick thighs until it fell to the floor as she stood
back up revealing her matching G-string.  The string disappeared between her luscious
ass-cheeks completely leaving her thick, juicy ass nearly completely exposed.  The front of the
G-string was small enough to cover just her pubic mound and prove that her pussy was shaved
completely bald.

     Steve stopped breathing at the sight of the near naked performer.  Blood spurted out of
his nose a moment before he passed out in his chair.

     As his vision started to clear, Steve heard a voice from far, far way.  “Hey.  Wake up,” the
voice said before he felt something painful on his cheek.

     “Hey!  What the heck,” Steve whined as he rubbed his cheek.  “What was that?”

     “You okay?” Dick asked, his hand raised to slap Steve across the cheek again.  “How many
fingers am I holding up?”

     Steve looked dazedly up at the raised hand.  “Is this a trick question?”

     Dick looked up at his up raised hand.  “Oh, sorry,” he said before lowering his fingers
except for his first two.  “How ‘bout now?”

     “Eleven,” Steve said.

     “Close enough,” Dick said with a wide smile before helping Steve up to his feet.  “How ya
feelin’?”

     “Like somebody just slapped me across the cheek.  What happened?” Steve asked as he
looked around at the now more brightly lit club.

     Dick chuckled before slapping Steve playfully on the shoulder.  “I’m afraid that Sofia's
nearly naked body was nearly to much for you.  Makes me wonder how you’re gonna handle
the whole kit-n-caboodle.”

     “Huh?” Steve asked right as Dick took him by the arm and began leading him across the
club.  “Where we going?”

     “Wait ‘til you see what I set up for you,” Dick said in glee as he led Steve into the back of
the club.

     “When did you have time to set all this up?” Steve wondered as he was led down a darkly
lit hall with doors every few feet.

     “Um, when you were unconscious?” Dick answered quickly as they came to the last door.
“And here may I present you, The Champagne Room,” he said before opening the door.

     Steve looked in and say a thickly cushioned couch, a thickly cushioned chair, a small table
with a lamp, and a small stage with it’s own dancer’s bar on it.  “Okay, I don’t know what’s
going on here but if you want me to sign anything written in blood, I’m leaving.”

     “You worry to much,” Dick said as he shoved Steve into the small room and locked the
door behind him.  “Have fun.”

     Steve tried the door immediately after he heard it click.  “What kind of room locks on the
outside?” he muttered to himself before turning around and nearly being stunned off of his feet.
“Aiiii...!  When did you get here?”

     Sofia smiled warmly at Steve.  “I was wondering when you’d notice me,” she said as she
ran her fingertips across the tops of her phenomenal breasts.  She was still dressed in her
barely there bikini outfit and judging by how hard her nipples were, it was very cold in the room.

     Steve couldn’t talk.  All his brain was capable of doing was memorizing every curve,
swerve, and graceful contour of Sofia’s magnificent body.  He had never been this close to a
woman this stunning in his entire life, at least not with a restraining order coming in the mail the
next day.  His cock strained against his pants, tenting them out obviously and seemingly
pointing straight at Sofia.

     Sofia smirked at Steve’s erection before looking back up at him.  “Why don’t you make
yourself more comfortable,” she said as she gestured to the overstuffed chair in the corner.
When he didn’t move, speak, or acknowledge her in any way she waited for him to get over his
shock.  And then she waited for a minute longer but he still didn’t move, his eyes locked onto
her chest and she could tell that for some strange reason he was only breathing when she did,
his chest rising and falling with her's, which was kinda creeping her out a little.

     When Steve still didn’t move and still couldn’t pull his eyes away from her chest, Sofia
grabbed him by his erection which caused him to squeak out like a mouse in surprise.  She
gently led him over to the chair and used her grip on his hard-on to force him back and sit down.
“How about we get your private dance started?” she asked with a smirk.

     “But there’s no music,” Steve muttered meekly.

     Sofia looked down at the young man like he had just drooled on himself.  Being who she
was and dressed as she was she would never had guessed that any man would have said that to
her right now.  She really had no idea what to say to that.  She shrugged to herself before
reaching behind her and untying her barely there top.  “Well then I suppose we’ll have to make
our own music,” she said seductively as she let her bikini fall to the floor, revealing her large, firm
breasts.

     Steve choked on his own spit and stopped breathing.  Sofia’s breasts were as magnificent
as every man who had dreamed of them thought they would be.  They seemed to glow on their
own in the light of the small room, perfectly shaped without any sag to them, defying gravity and
capped with hard, brown nipples.  They were a perfect teardrop shape, the nipples perfectly
placed at the centers seeming to pull the shape of the tits up.  They swayed hypnotically with
each breath and a warm feeling of contentment spread over Steve’s body along with the
assurance that everything was right in the world.

     When Steve didn’t start breathing on his own, Sofia looked down at him with worry.  His
eyes were fixed, his pupils fully dilated, his entire body slack except for his lap.  He still didn’t
breath.  Filled with a sudden ice cold panic she slapped him hard across the face.

     Steve gasped in shock.  “Ow!  What was that for?” he whined.

     “Foreplay?” Sofia said with a shrug before regaining her composure.  “Now how about
that music?” she said in a husky, breathless voice as she straddled Steve’s lap.  She lowered her
barely covered crotch down, trapping the young man’s erection between them, the length of him
settling between her labia.  “How’s that feel, Steve?”

     “Soooo good,” Steve groaned before looking up at Sofia in confusion.  “Hey, how’d you
know my name?”

     Sofia couldn’t think of a good response so she simple fell forward, stifling the kid’s face in
her abundant chest.  The distraction must have worked because he stopped talking
immediately and began licking and sucking at her firm tits like a hungry calf.  His hands came up
and began squeezing her tits in a milking motion as he began hurriedly humping up against her
groin.  “Slow... slow down, sweetie,” she gasped as she struggled to keep from being bucked off
and falling to the floor.

     “Hold... hold on a sec,” Sofia grumbled as she continued struggling on Steve’s lap.  His
hands and mouth were covering her tits like a octopus, seemingly everywhere at once while he
bucked up against her like a mechanical bull.  “Wa... wait a sec... second,” she continued to
grumbled as she struggled to rearrange them both into a more comfortable position but it was a
lost cause.  Finally she admitted defeat and shoved his head away from her tits, his mouth still
making sucking noises and his hands squeezing air.

     Slowly realizing something was wrong, Steve opened his eyes and saw Sofia staring down
at him with the exact same look his mother used to give him whenever he’d trip over his own
feet and break the furniture.  “Is something the matter?” he asked her in bewilderment before
beginning to panic.  “Oh my God!  Did I do something wrong?”

     Realizing she was about to lose sexual control of Steve just out of his own nervousness and
panic, Sofia broke out into what she hoped was a warm smile.  “No, no, baby.  I just... I just
wanted to get more comfortable,” she said before standing back up, “Now, lets do away with
those pants.”   “This has got to be the hardest lay of my life,” she mumbled to herself as she
tried to untie his double knotted shoe laces, her large breasts dangling beneath her.

     “What was that?  I didn't hear...” Steve asked worriedly.

     “Nothing, nothing,” Sofia said as she admitted defeat and stood back up, her hands
defiantly on her wide hips.  “Those are some tight laces,” she said, a note of anger entering her
voice.

     “I trip a lot,” Steve mumbled.

     “I can believe that,” Sofia said in response.  With all of the frustration she thought about
telling Dick Surge and his father to fuck off but her pride kicked in.  Once she started a job she
finished it, no matter how distasteful it was.  “Fuck it,” she muttered and gripped the sides of
Steve’s cheap pants and yanked them down to his knobby knees.

    “Ow!” Steve squealed as his grabbed his painfully hard dick and checked it for chaffing.

     “Sorry if that hurt,” Sofia said as she untied her nearly non-exsistant bikini bottoms and let
them flutter to the floor, “But we’re finishing this no matter what.”  She grabbed Steve’s wrists
and pulled them away from his lap, freeing his erection.  She didn’t pay any attention to his
prick, it didn’t matter if it was big or small or a writhing mass of tentacle, she was fucking it no
matter way.  By now it was a matter of principal.

     Steve barely got a look at the juncture of Sofia’s legs before she was leaning over him and
grabbing the base of his cock like she owned it.  And was angry at it for some reason.  All he
saw was that her pussy was completely bare of any hair and already glistening with moisture
which surprised him for some reason.  Suddenly the air left his body as she lowered herself
down, her tight, hot cunt swallowing his dick like a hungry anaconda.  She forced herself down
until he was sheathed completely inside of her, her body gripping him like an angry glove while
her spectacular tits dangled in front of his face.

     Sofia grabbed Steve’s wrists and placed his hands on her thick ass before grabbing the side
of his head and forcing him to look up at her.  “Hold on,” she said seriously before plunging his
face between her firm tits and then grabbing the back of the chair.  She began rolling her wide
hips back and forth, her tight cunt sliding up and down his stiff pole as she fucked him.  She
kept her breasts pressed against his face, moving them side to side across his wetly sucking
mouth as she raised her thick ass up and down, counting in her head to keep a steady pace.
The chair beneath them began creaking and groaning with their weight as she began moving
herself harder against him, pushing him down into the cracks of the chair.

     “Thank you, God,” Steve mumbled around his face full of large, celebrity tit.  Although
there was no way this was really the actress Sofia Vergara.

     Keeping up the pressure while increasing her speed, Sofia began sweating with exertion as
she fucked the skinny young man.  Her long, dark hair whipped around her head as she rocked
herself back and forth, the back of the chair hitting the wall hard enough to leave dents in the
drywall.  Steve’s grip on her fleshy ass was hard enough to leave bruises but she didn’t have any
modeling shoots anytime soon so she wasn’t worried about it.  What she was worried about
were the hickeys she knew he was going to leave on her tits from sucking so hard but she could
hide those with make-up.  All that really mattered to her right now was getting the kid off and
happy enough to answer the questions Dick had given her to ask.  And the sooner that
happened the sooner she could get home and get some rest for her early morning shoot for her
TV show.

     Riding Steve like a small horse, Sofia began grunting into his ear, pretending to be enjoying
this as much as he was.  It wasn’t that he wasn’t cute kid, but she was her and when someone
looked like her she could have her pick of any man and Steve wasn’t quite the guy she usually
went for.  She rubbed her entire naked body against his, using every bit of exposed flesh she
had to fuck him.  By now the dents in the wall had become holes and the drywall dust had
coated Steve’s head and she started to worry about how much more the wall could take before it
collapsed around them.  Suddenly she felt him lurch beneath her and grunt into her cleavage as
he bucked his hips up and she felt him cum inside of her.  She groaned lustfully into his ear to
convince him that she was cumming as well while he gnawed at her sensitive nipples and
squeezed her even harder smooth flesh even harder.

     Steve collapsed into the chair as Sofia collapsed on top of him, her wonderful chest
pressed against his face and blacking out the room as his cock softened inside of her.  She rolled
to the side a little bit, his cock slipping out of her as she squirmed around and sat on his lap with
her legs hanging off of the side and her arm around his shoulders.  “Wow,” he gasped with a
dopey grin on his face.

     “You can say that again,” Sofia said as she lightly toyed with one of Steve’s nipples.

     “Wow,” Steve said by way of a joke and looked expectantly up at Sofia hoping she had
gotten it.

     “You’re so funny,” Sofia said with a small giggle and a affectionate slap on Steve’s chest.

     Steve looked around the room, not quite sure at to what happens next.  “So, ah... Now
what?” he asked sheepishly.

     Sofia placed his head down on Steve’s shoulder and looked up at him as lovingly as she
could.  “Well, there’s usually pillow talk afterwards,” she said sweetly.

     Steve didn’t know much about pillow talk.  He usually just paid his date and then walked
sheepishly back home.  “Okay, pillow talk then.”

     “So tell me about yourself,” Sofia said.  “Or more specifically, tell me about what you do
for a living.”

     A half an hour later, Sofia closed the door on Steve’s cab and waved him off before walking
down the alleyway behind the “Riches of Bitches”.  Dick Surge appeared from out of the
shadows with a wicked smile on his face.

     “So, how’d it go?” Dick asked right before Sofia punched him in the nose.  He fell on his
ass on the ground and looked up at Sofia as he held his nose.  “Ow!  What the hell was that
for?”

     “Don’t you take that tone with me, Dick Surge,” Sofia said angrily as she wagged her finger
at him.  “Don’t think you’re to old for me to take over my knee.  I will drag you back into that
club and give you a spanking those sluttly little friends of yours will never forget,” she growled.
“I’m not one of those pissy little Yes Men your father has following him around agreeing with
everything he says.  What if someone inside had a camera and took a picture of me up on that
stage?  What would happen then?”

     “Okay, okay.  I’m sorry,” Dick pleaded.

     “’Sorry’ what?”

     “I’m sorry, ma’am.”

     Sofia huffed and crossed her arms beneath her spectacular chest.  “And?”

     “And I’ll never do it again,” Dick whined.  “I just though, y’know, as one last favor...”

     Sofia began viciously open handed smacking Dick across his head and shoulders.  “One
last favor for what?” she yelled angrily.  “For your father smuggling me into this country?  For
being your nanny until my modeling career took off?  You ungrateful, little...” she continued
while never stopping her physical assault.

     “Ow, ow, ow...!  I’m sorry, I’m sorry... It’ll never happen again,” he cried out.

     “’It’ll never happen again’ what?”

     “It’ll never happen again, ma’am,” Dick screamed out with tears in his eyes.

     Stopping her vicious slapping of the young man, Sofia took a step back and glared at him.
“Humph, it had better not,” she said without looking at Dick.

     Dick tried to clear the tears for his eyes before looking up at his former nanny.  “Did... did
you get the information?” he asked hopefully and as respectfully as he could.

     Sofia glared evilly at Dick.

     Dick held his hands up defensively.  “Did you get the information, ma’am?”

     Sofia huffed again.  “Yes.  I don’t know what you or your father are wanting with Steve’s
Uncle’s car wash but it appears that Esteban has gotten into quite a bit of debt with the bank.
According to Steve, the bank could foreclose any time they want.”

     Dick’s tear stained eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning with a wicked smile.
“Really...”

     The next morning at Esteban's car was, Dick stood triumphantly behind his father.  “I
suppose you’re wondering why I called you all here today,” Vic announced with his hands on his
hips.  He could feel his son behind him trying to stifle a giggle and just rolled his eyes in
frustration at Dick’s immaturity.

     Esteban scowled at the two men as he struggled to control his blood pressure.  “No one
called anyone,” he growled, “You both just showed up.”

     “Be that as it may,” Vic continued as he began strolling causally around the small office, “I
do have some news that I’d like to share with you.  The both of you,” he finished as he stared
pointedly at Steve.  “I have come by some interesting information last night...”

     Steve gulped as he stared at Dick and the slightly older boy sneered at him.

     “It appears that not only are you behind on your payments to the bank,” Vic said as he ran
his fingers over the on hanged picture in the office, checking for dust, “But the bank can
foreclose on your whole operation at any moment should they feel you are going to lapse on
your debts...”  He placed his fists on Esteban’s desk and leaned over the older man, “...or if they
get a better offer.”

     Selena noticed Dick and Steve staring each other and wondered what exactly was going on
between the two of them.  And how exactly they knew each other.

     Vic grinned wickedly at Esteban.  “I took the liberty of talking to the bank for you and
made them a, shall we say, gifted offer,” he said as he stood up and loomed over the older man.

     “And what exactly is this ‘offer’, Mr. Surge?” Esteban growled.

     “It’s very simple,” Vic answered, “Sell to me, I pay off the debt, or they foreclose and I buy
the car wash from them even cheaper.”

     As Esteban’s anger began to rise his face started to turn red.  “No!  Never!  I will never
sell to you!” he shouted as he stood.

     Vic began cackling maniacally.  “You have no choice,” he laughed as he turned and started
out of the office.  “Come, Dick, let’s give them a chance to say... good-bye.  Mwa ha, ha, ha...”

     Dick waved at Steve and gave Selena a quick wink as he closed the door behind him and
his father.

     Steve accidentally caught Selena’s eye and quickly turned away with a blush of
embarrassment as his father huffed angrily and picked up the phone.

     “I shall call the bank and put a end to this,” Esteban mumbled as he started punching
numbers on the key pad.

     Selena pulled her own phone out and started punching numbers.  “That’s a good idea,
Unc,” she said to herself as Steve shuffled his feet.

     Later in Selena's stall, Ace leaned casually against the wall watching her wash yet another
car.  She was wearing a dark purple strapless bikini as she reached up over the hood, moving
her wash-rag back and forth, her breasts swaying beneath her as her ass stuck out high in the air.
His muscular arms were crossed across her broad chest as he whistled in appreciation.

     Selena giggled as she looked over at Ace, noticing how well he was wearing his tight T-shirt
and jeans.  “Will you stop distracting me, I’m busy,” she said before sticking her tongue out at
him and returning to her work.  She turned around, arching her back as she sat on the hood of
the car, buffing it with her tan skin, her skin glistening with the water dripping down her body.

     “Sorry.  I just got done delivering Christmas presents to a halfway house for
misunderstood children and just had to see you.  Don’t you get a break or something?” Ace
asked as he continued staring at the beautiful Latina.

     “That is so sweet, and I’ll get my break as soon as I’m done with this car,” Selena said as
she dragged her ass from the hood and up the side of the car to the driver’s side window.  She
slid her out-thrust rear-end across the window before turning around and pressing her firm
breasts against the glass and rubbing herself up and down.

     When she finished with the car, Selena took the man’s money, glancing down into his lap
through the now open window and noticing that like all her customers he was sporting a pretty
good tent in his pants.  She took his money and blew him a kiss, licking her lips before waving
him off and turning her attention back to Ace as he drove off.

     Ace hugged Selena’s warm, wet body before looking down at her.  “You look exhausted,”
he said with a note of worry.

     “Thanks for pointing that out,” Selena said with a chuckle, “As a matter of fact I am
exhausted.  Mine is the only stall with customers and since I’m the only one that looks this
good in a bikini, everybody just waits for me.”

     “It’s hard to be so good,” Ace said.  “You shouldn't be doing this all on your own, Selena.
Maybe I can find something to do to help?”

     Selena looked up and down Ace’s body before staring up at him like he was a steak she
couldn’t wait to devour.  “As much as I’d like to see you rocking a banana hammock I don’t think
you’d have the same effect on the customers,” she said with a giggle as she pressed her body
tightly against his, groin to groin.

     Ace rocked against Selena’s moist body for a moment, enjoying the feel of the heat coming
off of her.  “Still, there’s gotta be something I can do.”

     Selena’s eyes suddenly peered over Ace’s broad shoulder as a van pulled into the parking
lot of the car wash.  “Actually,” Selena said with a smirk, “Thanks to a call I placed I think help is
on the way.”

     Following Selena’s eyes, Ace spotted the van just as the side door opened.  His eyes went
wide as a small group of hot, young women stepped out and waved enthusiastically at Selena.

     Selena held her hand out to present her friends to Ace.  “Let me introduce you to my
help.  Ace, I’d like you to meet Miley Cyrus, Victoria Justice, Demi Lovato, Jennifer Lawrence,
Chloe Moretz, Hailee Steinfeld, and Taylor Swift,” she said with a wide grin.

     The gaggle of scantily clad celebrities all giggled and ran at Selena, all hugging, all laughing,
all jumping up and down in excitement.  They squealed in joy, talking and catching up with
what each other had been doing since the last time they had talked on their phones with each
other, mostly just a few hours ago.

     Ace watched as the girls spoke in sporadic giggles, often looking over at him from over
their shoulders and winking.  He couldn’t really keep track of what they were talking about, the
subject seeming to wander and change at something less than a moments notice but they
seemed to be able to follow each other and he guessed that was something at least.  He heard
a loud thump from off to his side and noticed that Steve had fallen heavily onto the ground, his
eyes locked onto the group of girls.

     The girls all hugged again and Taylor and Hailee broke away and walked back to the van,
winking at Ace again as they passed, still giggling to each other.  They grabbed their bags from
where the driver had placed them on the ground and hopped back into the van.  The driver
closed the side door and then got in himself and Ace could barely see through the tinted
windows as the girls flung off their tops just as the van lurched off.

     The rest of the girls ran for their bags, Miley’s eyes crawling over Ace like she was choosing
a steak before joining the girls.  The grabbed their bags and scurried into the Esteban's house
while Selena ran up to Ace and gave him a quick hug.  She looked from the corner of her eye at
Steve as she whispered loud enough in Ace’s ear that her cousin could hear, “I’m gonna go help
the girls change and then we’re gonna get to work.”

     Steve grunted as Selena reached down and gave his muscular ass a quick squeeze before
releasing him.  “I guess this is what you meant by ‘help’, huh?” he said with a sly grin.

     “I’m a marketing genius,” Selena said with a wide grin before running off to join her
friends.

     Ace smiled as he watched Selena’s tight ass flexing as she ran before a chocking sound
caught his attention.  He looked over and saw Steve, his eyes wide and his nose dripping blood.
“You okay there, buddy?” he asked.

     Steve chocked out again, blood spurting out of his nose.
To be continued...
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