Yes, but Santiago doesn't.

"Don't worry, I have my swimsuit on underneath my clothing and I brought the other girls' bathing suits to the changing room on the other side of the beach ahead of time." Scarlet pointed to a large hut in the distance. "We are going to drop by there to change then meet up with you when we are finished to really get this party started."

Santiago had a worried look on his face. "Hold on...babe? I didn't bring a bathing suit. Did you get one for me?"

"Of course Santy, I had Bridget fetch one for you but you will have to undress here before you put it on. Do it quickly so we can set up the first event for the party together."

Santiago winced, his eyes darted in between me and Sage for assistance out of this potentially embarrassing situation. I shrugged in response.

Don't look at me bro, if I had to endure something like this then so can you.

He sighed in compliance. "Alright, but every one of you turn around." We obeyed, but just so you know we had every intention of peeking over our shoulders. Life is funny when it's not happening to you. Hehehehe.

Santiago peeled off his shirt and handed it to Scarlet, revealing his washboard abdominals. Slowly he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants before he let them fall to his ankles. Stepping out of his shoes and socks he placed his thumbs in the waistband of his striped boxer briefs. As Scarlet collected his discarded clothes off the ground Santiago gave a quick glance in our direction to see if we were looking. We totally were, but we swiveled our heads away right before he looked at us so we weren't caught. Once he was convinced that we were not looking we peeked over our shoulders again. Santiago gulped right before he yanked off his briefs and handed them to Scarlet. Every inch of his flawless naked body was now on full display to us.

Ingrid let out a wolf whistle alerting Santiago that we were in fact watching him strip down the whole time. Clapping his hands over his privates his face turned red as he faced us peeping toms.

"Mmm-mmm, Scarlet is one lucky woman." Ingrid turned towards Santiago. There was no point in concealing our voyeurism anymore.

"Don't be so shy Santy," Sage chimed in. "You've got nothing to be ashamed of."

"Yeah, you're easily the second hottest guy here." Even I joined in on the teasing, and yes, I am the hottest guy here in case I didn't make that clear.

Santiago implored Scarlet. "Can you please give me my swimsuit now!?"

Tossing his things back in the car, Scarlet slammed the door shut and grabbed one of his hands that he was using to cover himself. "Certainly, lets go pick it up from Bridget. She should be on the furthest side of the beach. I'll take you there."

"What!?" Santiago was incredulous. "You don't have it here?!"

"I never said that I did. What I said was that I had Bridget pick it up and that you had to undress here before you put it on." Scarlet's smile was villainous. "Let's go, we are in a hurry." Scarlet pulled her boy toy...I mean...boyfriend into the throng of people walking about on the beach despite his audible protests. It didn't take long for people to notice them. Hordes of beautiful bikini-clad women stopped and widened their eyes at the sight of the hunky naked man being paraded along the beach by the adorable redhead who held him captive. As they moved further and further away you could still see Santiago's muscular frame turn bright red like a shining beacon.

I know it might sound mean but I couldn't help but laugh at my friend's misfortune since I was now an observer of one of Scarlet's manipulations instead of a victim. However, if my buddy got any consolation prize out of this experience, I would say he managed to make me a little jealous. Not only did he get a compliment out of Sage about his appearance but he was now the focus of everybody's attention.

That's my job.

It was time for Rorke Blazeman to make his birthday debut.