"¡Ayuda, no hablo japonés!"

Karmina giggled. He was fun! The flirty Argentine grabbed him by the hand, and started to take him with her to ladies’ swimwear. She was blushing, feeling like she had found the perfect boy for her. Cute, humble, and easy to play with? Not to mention, a wrestler at AFW as well? It was a match made in heaven! And oh, how Karmina loved to play matchmaker.

She couldn’t stop herself from giggling some more as she led her boy toy over to the section, and immediately began to peruse some of the skimpiest garments on offer. Well, those that were in her size. And boy, were there a lot of sexy offerings, even for somebody as flat as Karmina. Sling bikinis, micro-bikinis, thongs... it was no wonder these offerings were up against the wall, they were downright unsafe for work!

But, finally, she had made two “selections.” A black slingkini and a lime green microbikini, looking just barely big enough to cover what it needed, and not a square millimeter more. Karmina held them both in front of her for a short time as a new scheme hatched in her head. “Nick,” she said, with that sweet Argie accent, “What would I look like better in? This, or this?” she said, grinning and trying not to blush too much. Although, with what she was dreaming up, it was easier said than done!

Nick makes regrets. Whether they were good or bad is discernable. He allowed hself to be generous to anyone, almost to the point of being taken advantage of. But not in this particular situation. Hes gotten better at picking up signals, even being able to see Karmina's obvious blushings.

And soon he saw why. That wall of something and nothing at the same time. Nick stares it down, while Karmina was picking out the skimpiest ones. He was brought back to attention when she asked which would be better. "W-What about both?" Nick blurts out, almost squeaking it out of his mouth.

”B-both? Nick, you are a silly!” Karmina laughed, initially taken aback by the flustered boy’s answer. She shook her head, and took a step forwards, grinning as she pressed up against the boy’s chest. ”You cannot make mind, no? Well, then, I can give sample, maybe?” she purred, making her true intentions known to the American man.

Now that she had begun her plan, she needed to execute it. ”You will come with me.” she said, grabbing Nick’s hand and beginning to walk to the changing rooms, a few yards away from the swimsuit racks. ”There is room for two, no?” she asked, giggling at her own antics. Sure, she was being a little... say, forward, considering that she had only just met sweet Nick, but all the romances in the movies happened like this, too! And this boy was so enchanted with her, and she with him...

Now?

Nick was starting to get it. But he wasnt the best at hiding it, his face yeilds a blush of red when she offered him a 'sample' of the outfuts...If they could be called that. Then, her intent became even clearer when they got to the dressing rooms. "T-Two? Ah, uhm...I-I don't think they're meant for two." He said. But it seemed like she was pulling him in therex anyway.

”They are not? Oh well.” Karmina said dismissively, as she closed the door behind them, and locked it. She pressed up against Nick, and pushed him down onto the bench behind him, cheeks pink as anything, biting her lip in an attempt to hide her excitement. She hung up the swimsuits on one of the hooks. This was turning from a romance movie into one of a much less sappy nature.

Karmina reached into her purse, which she had set down beside her, and grabbed something tiny out of it, which she quickly stuffed into her pocket. Eyes deadset on Nick, she slunk forwards, and straddled him, running her hands along his chest.

”You like me, yes, Nick?” she asked, her accented voice accented further with lust. She touched noses with the boy she had met not even an hour ago. Her hot breath brushed against his skin. Her intent was clear.

Nick's eyes lock onyo Karmina the moment that door locked as well. He makes a small grunt, having been shoved down to sit and then have the woman aot down on his lap, straddling him.

"Ahm....'Like' is such a...Subjective term? O-Objective term? I havent known you much too long. And you're very beautiful..." He glances away and then back at her in a moment of embarrassment. "But I uh, gauge my likes towards strength and the such..." His red cheeks told all however, as did his attitude of shyness and arousal.