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I've posted it here, if you guys don't want to read it on ao3, but I'd appreciate the kudos and comments!

Sinners

Julieta just wants to get railed.

Camilo just wants to sleep.

At least one of them gets what they want.

Agustín is awoken by someone trying to reach a hand down his underwear. His eyes flutter open to see his wife staring openly at him with an absolutely evil look on her face.

"Julieta" He hisses, "What are you doing?!"

Julieta gives him a wolfish grin, but doesn't say a word. Agustín almost chokes on air when he feels his wife wrap her hand around his shaft, and pulls his dick out of his pajama pants. His mouth has gone dry.

"Julieta, we're in a church. Our children are meters away. We can't be doing this here!"

Julieta, still saying nothing, lets go of him, grabs the blanket, gets up and starts walking. She abruptly turns around, beckoning a confused and befuddled Agustín to follow her. He puts his… stuff back in place and grabs their pillows (just in case).

She leads him through several hallways and up a couple flights of stairs before they come to a heavy duty steel door.

Julieta opens the door and they're on… the roof? She smirks devilishly at him.

"T-t-he roof? Why are we on the roof?"

She's still smirking.

Julieta turns around, wraps her arms around him, grabs his ass, and pulls them flush against each other. Agustín flushes and gulps. She whispers seductively in his ear.

"Well, papí, we're not in the church anymore. And no one can hear us. "

He can feel all the blood rushing to his cock. He grinds his hips against hers, teasing her. Julieta whimpers.

"Oh, I like the sound of that. Just one question?"

"Yes?"

"How did you get that mattress up here?"

"Oh, that." She said airily. "Luisa helped bring it up. I told her we wanted to stargaze tonight. She believed me." She shrugged.

"Oh you naughty, naughty girl!" Agustín laughed as he kissed her passionately and fell onto the mattress.

Camilo grunted and groaned as he tossed and turned, trying to sleep. He let out a rather loud sigh as he flopped back onto the mattress.

"Ugh, why can't I sleep?!" He groaned.

He thought he heard someone shuffling around but didn't care too much to check. He grumbled something unintelligible and tried to get back to sleep. He tried counting sheep, counting backwards, doing breathing exercises; anything to help him get to sleep. Nothing worked.

He tried closing his eyes again. Through his eyelids, he felt someone standing over him. Camilo snapped eyes open and saw a shadow.

"AHHHHHH!!!!"

" Shhhh!! Keep your voice down!! People are trying to sleep!" His Tío Bruno hissed.

"Well I'm sorry! You scared the living daylights out of me!"

Bruno ignored him.

"Come with me." Bruno waved his hand for Camilo to follow.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

As they were walking out, they didn't see that a certain couple's mattress was empty. Soon enough, they'll both wish they had.

They finally pass through a series of hallways and flights of stairs when they come to a heavy steel door.

Camilo turns 0to his uncle in confusion. "The roof? Why are we on the roof?"

Bruno turns to him.

"The quiet helps soothe me. I'm used to being isolated, all the time. I'm not used to hearing so many sounds at night, while I'm trying to sleep. It's calming, being up here, where there's only the sounds of the winds rolling, or the crickets chirping. Sounds of nature. I thought it might help you too."

Camilo gives him a look that Bruno can't quite read. "Thanks, tío. I appreciate it, I really do. Camilo flings his arms around his uncle in a crushing hug.

"Let's go."

Bruno opens the heavy door. In a few minutes, he'll wish he hadn't.

They step out onto the roof. Bruno doesn't hear anything, at first. Then he heard it.

Moans. Loud moans. Bruno knew who those moans belonged to, and they weren't Pepa's. You see people tended to think Pepa was the wild one in bed, and maybe she was, but she wasn't that loud. Now his sister Julieta, on the other hand, was LOUD. VERY LOUD . Yes, prim, proper demure Julieta was as they say "A lady on the streets but a freak in the sheets." Bruno had lost count at how many times his sister and her husband came down for family breakfast, STILL unaware of just how loud they were.

The moans only continued to increase in tempo and volume. Bruno cringed and turned to his nephew, "Heey, sorry kid, you know what? Maybe we should save this for another night? Hey! I have an idea! Let's go for a walk! Yeah! That sounds like a good idea, right? A walk? Yeah, let's do that! How about it?"

Bruno was suddenly feeling very skittish. Was Camilo really not hearing this? How was he not hearing this? How could anyone not hear this?

Camilo ignored him. Seriously, this boy could be so dense sometimes; it was surely going to get him hurt somewhere down the line. Like in the next 5 minutes…

Camilo looked at him in confusion. "Tío, you dragged me all the way up here at 2 AM, the least you can do is keep your word!"

Camilo pushed past him before Bruno even got the chance to respond. He got more and more anxious the further onto the roof Camilo went.

Bruno heard a shrieking ""FUCK! I'M SO CLOSE!! OH MY GOD!! ""

He saw Camilo freeze in utter shock.

Oh. He saw them.

And then a disgusted, "OH MY GOD! MY EYES!! MY EARS!! "

Then, a thud, and Julieta gasping, trying to cover herself with a blanket. " Camilo?! What are you doing here?!"

"I'm up here with Tío Bruno! He brought me up here because I couldn't sleep!! What are you doing here?! Actually wait, don't answer that, I already know, unfortunately!"

Bruno definitely blocked out the rest of that conversation. He wanted no part in it. At all.

Meanwhile…

After a few minutes of intense groping, grinding, and more than passionate kissing, Julieta had Agustín pinned on his back.

She had the waistband of his pajama pants gripped in her tiny hands. She started to slowly pull them down, never taking her eyes off of her husband.

Agustín groaned as she groped his crotch through his underwear. His breath hitched when she began to pull his boxers down his legs, slower than she'd ever done before.

"You're just intent on torturing me tonight, aren't you, mi amor?"

Julieta gave him a seductive smirk. "Oh, maybe a little. But you'll soon get what you desire. You just have to be patient. "

She wrapped her hand around her husband's shaft. He whimpered.

Agustín's hips twitched as he felt her lick up the underside of his shaft. His breath hitched when she stuck his tip in her mouth. She was giving him that look.

Looking at him like he was a damn piece of meat through those long, luscious eyelashes. He groaned.

He moaned and gripped her hair when he felt her take his entire length in his mouth. She reached under his buttocks to pull him even further into her mouth.

He could feel her tongue swirl around his shaft and her cheeks hollow out as he grew inside her mouth. He pressed her head further down when he felt Julieta cup his balls.

He knew he was close when he started to buck into her mouth and felt his balls tighten.

He came with a groan and she took every inch of him and every drop of his cum until he was sucked dry and boneless.

"Was that good for you?" Julieta climbed on him like a panther stalking its prey.

Agustín was still trying to catch his breath. "Oh, it was so good for me, amor. Now let me make it good for you. "

He pulled her up, so she was straddling his hips. "You're wearing too many clothes. Let's even the score a little bit here."

Agustín slowly started to lift her nightgown up, inch by inch, when he came to see what she was wearing underneath. Or rather, what she wasn't wearing underneath.

He laughed, "Oh you little devil. Is this for me?" He brushed his fingers along her slit, very lightly. Julieta quivered. "Just for me?" He nibbled on Julieta's earlobe.

Julieta let out a strained "Yes."

She pulled the nightgown over her head. She was finally laid bare to him.

Agustín pulled her into his lap. He inserts one, two, three fingers into her entrance. He swallowed her moans in a heated, open mouthed kiss.

He pulled his fingers out from her, and put them in her mouth. "Taste yourself."

She sucked his fingers dry.

Julieta felt all the heat in her body travel downwards when Agustín rubbed his tip through her folds.

"Don't tease." She growled. She felt even more heated when she saw his smirk. She ground her hips against his.

Julieta was caught by surprise when Agustín entered her. They both moaned in unison. It had been far too long. His wife was truly a genius. He would've never thought to bring this mattress up here.

She looked like a vision, with her long, curly hair down, her head tilted back in utter pleasure, the moonlight casting an ethereal glow on her skin. She was beautiful. He couldn't believe she was his.

She rode him hard, grinding and bouncing on his cock. She pulled on her nipples, squeezed her breasts and let out a loud moan.

Agustín bent his legs, braced his feet on the mattress, and began to plow into her. Julieta couldn't keep her head upright. She began to shriek.

"Oh my god, Agustín, por dios , you feel so good !!" He plowed into her harder.

He reached up and rubbed her clit. She writhed and ground onto his hips even more.

"Oh my GOD! Agustín, fuck!! Yes!"

He grabbed her hips and slammed them down as he pistoned his own hips upward, making Julieta shout and tremble in ecstacy.

"YES! YES! Oh, God, right there, right there, right there, right there, YES! Oh my god, AGUSTÍN !!"

Her pants reached a fever pitch, turning into high-pitched squeals of pleasure.

"FUCK! I'M SO CLOSE!! OH MY GOD!! "-

"OH MY GOD! MY EYES!! MY EARS!! "

Agustín was so startled, he bucked his hips hard , and she went flying off of his lap. She vaguely remembered her husband muttering "Mierda" as he tripped and fumbled, trying to get his clothes back on without their nephew seeing his… parts.

Julieta frantically tried to cover herself with the blanket. She could still feel her wetness in between her thighs. She crossed her legs under the blanket and tried not to whimper. She was so close to her orgasm and then… this. It had been so long since she and her husband were intimate, through no fault of their own. Julieta couldn't help it, she was upset.

" Camilo?! What are you doing up here?!"

"I'm up here with Tío Bruno! He brought me up here because I couldn't sleep!! What are you doing here?! Actually wait, don't answer that, I already know why , unfortunately!"

Julieta didn't know what to say to that. On one hand, she felt for her nephew. On the other hand, she really, really wanted him to leave, so she could finish having her way with her husband. Her pussy clenched at the thought of it.

She was about to open her mouth to speak when Agustín interrupted her. "Bruno's here? What's Bruno doing here?"

Camilo groaned.

"Nope. Nope. No. I want no part in this. Bruno turned to Camilo. "I told you we should go back! I told you! As soon as we stepped on the roof I told you! As soon as we stepped on the roof, I heard them!! How could you not hear them?! They're so loud, they probably woke half of the Encanto!!"

Agustín sputtered. Julieta blushed scarlet.

"Come on, guys! W-we weren't that loud! Were we?"

Camilo threw his hands in the air, exasperated. " You weren't! She was! " He said, pointing to Julieta. "I am scarred for life!! You guys are worse than my parents!!"

Bruno turns to Camilo again. "Ok kid, I'm sorry, I think it's time we get going now. It's late."

"I don't know what's worse, me having nightmares because I'm scarred for life, or me being sleep deprived because I'm scarred for life!! I'M SCARRED FOR LIFE!!"

Bruno pulled Camilo towards the door and turned and waved awkwardly.

"Uh, bye."

The door slammed.

Julieta and Agustín looked at each other. They didn't know whether to burst into fits of uncontrollable laughter, or die of embarrassment.

Julieta gathered herself and grabbed her slippers to make a run for the door. Agustín clasped his hand around her wrist, stopping her.

"Where are you going?"

She sighed in defeat, pouted, and sat down on the mattress. "Well the mood is ruined. I was just thinking we should go back down and sleep while we can. It's almost 3AM."

Agustín, who was sitting on the mattress, grabbed both of her hands to pull her down, so she was sitting between his legs, her head resting on his chest. He placed two fingers under her chin and tilted her head up to look at him.

"The mood is only ruined if you let it be ruined. Amor, you went through all this trouble for us to finally get some alone time. It'd be a shame to let it go to waste because of a stupid embarrassing encounter. How many times do you think Camilo has walked in on his own parents?"

"You know what, you might be right."

Agustín crossed his arms over his bare chest. "Of course I'm right. I'm always right."

Julieta snorted, "Sure you are, Amor."

She watched him as he pulled his pants back down. She squealed in surprise when he roughly pulled her into his lap, pulling the blanket from her naked body. Her skin erupted in goosebumps and she shivered when he inserted three fingers into her folds again.

He kissed her neck. "You know I'm right." His hot breath on her neck made Julieta shake even more. She didn't even know what he was talking about at this point, she just knew she needed to chase the high that she was currently on. She rolled her hips down on his hand. He swallowed her whines in a fervent kiss and pulled his hand out of her.

"Taste yourself."

For the second time that night, Julieta sucked her arousal clean off his hand, staring at him openly with those wide princess eyes she knew he loved. She surged forward and fused their lips in a searing kiss. She whined again when he stroked his tip through her sopping wet folds and let out a groan of relief when he entered her.

Their kisses quickly turned feverish when Agustín braced his feet on the mattress, and snapped his hips upward at an absolutely feral pace. His arms were wrapped around her back, locking her in. She was completely at his mercy. All she could do was wail in ecstacy.

And she did.

"YES! YES! YES! FUCK, AGUSTÍN, YOU FEEL SO GOOD!!"

Hearing his wife's pleasure only spurred him on further. He bucked his hips up into her faster and watched as her eyes screwed shut.

"Say it."

"Ngghnugh."

"What was that? Use your words."

"More papí! Please, more! Please, please, please, please, I need more!!"

He snapped his hips up once more and drove into her like a jackhammer in overdrive. She howled.

"You fill me up so good Papí!! OH FUCK!!"

Agustín ran his hand down her back, slowly, until his hand rested on her ass. He squeezed and groped the supple flesh, then raised his hand and brought it down, hard with a loud crack. He watched, mouth parted as it jiggled and rippled before bringing his hand down again and again.

"MÁS DURO, POR FAVOR!!

"Oh, you like that, hmm?"

" Sí papí! Please duro!!"

Agustín switched hands and struck her other cheek in rapid succession. Julieta let out a loud sobbing moan that picked up in tempo, the faster his hips went. He could feel her become wetter and wetter with every slap.

" Please papí ."

"Please what?"

"Please, please, I'm so close, cum inside me por favor!"

"You want me to cum inside of you, princesa? You're close?"

" Oh sí, oh sí, oh sí, oh sí! Por favor, I want to feel your cum drip down my legs all day, papí."

Agustín growled, "Look at you, my naughty , naughty girl. You really want it?"

"I want it, papí. Please, please, please give it to me." She begged.

Agustín grabbed her face and pulled her into a searing kiss, while his other hand crept down between their bodies to stroke her clit. Julieta didn't take her eyes off of him.

He picked up his pace again, and Julieta pressed her forehead against his, whispered something unintelligible and fused her lips to his again, in an open mouthed, erotic kiss.

Agustín braced his feet against the mattress again and slammed into her once more.

"Oh, FUCK, AGUSTÍN, DIOS, YOU FUCK ME SO GOOD!"

He broke their kiss to take a nipple into his mouth. He was pretty sure that this sent her over the edge, because her keens grew louder and more erratic with every passing second, until they turned into wails of euphoria.

"Please, I'm so close, I'm so close, I'm so close papí ! CUM INSIDE ME POR FAVOR! I need it, I need it, I need it!! "

"Let go, princesa, cum for me, I'll take care of you."

Julieta's moans reached a fever pitch and turned into screams when Agustín pinched her clit and plunged into her with one more hard thrust. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

"YES, YES, YES, FUCK, AGUSTÍN, RIGHT THERE, RIGHT THERE, RIGHT THERE!! YES!!"

Julieta writhed and quivered as Agustín filled her with his release. She trembled as she came down from her own release.

She laid limp on top of him, burying her face in the crook of his neck, still quaking from her orgasm.

Agustín carefully shifted them so they were both lying on their sides. Julieta tightened her arms around him, snuggling closer to her husband. She felt him pull the thin blanket over them and she sighed in contentment. Agustín rubbed his arms down her bare back, pressed a kiss to her head and murmured in her ear, "Amor, we can't stay up here much longer, we're going to have to get up and leave soon."

Julieta whined. "Mmmm, I'm tired."

"I know amor, but we don't want to get caught by anyone when we come back down. I don't want to have to explain this to any of our family members, especially Luisa. "

"Camilo already caught us. I'm sure everyone will know before we even sit down at the breakfast table this morning. He's going to tell everyone anyway . "

Agustín sighed. "I still think we should move now. Mirabel was right. It does look like it's going to rain after all."

Julieta pouted. " Fine. "

Agustín chuckled. "C'mon amor. I'll help you up."

Julieta grunted as Agustín helped her sit upright. He handed her her nightgown and got dressed himself. He grabbed the pillows and the blankets and pulled Julieta to stand up from the mattress. She looked up at the sky. It was beginning to drizzle.

Julieta gave him an exasperated look. Agustín smirked. "See, I told you, I'm always right."

Julieta rolled her eyes. "Let's just go, before it starts pouring. Here, I'll take the pillows and the blankets. You can take the mattress."

"Why?"

"Well, I'm not too keen on ruining a perfectly good mattress by getting it wet from the rain all because we didn't feel like picking it up and moving it!"

Agustín placed his hands on Julieta's shoulders, and kissed her on the forehead, placating her. "Ok, ok, I'll carry it down, don't worry mí ángel."

" Please be careful. I don't have my gift to heal you anymore. I can't help you if you get hurt like I used to."

"Don't worry, amor, I won't fall."

Surprisingly, they made it back without any accidents, completely dry, without anyone else (besides Camilo and Bruno) catching them. They climbed back into bed, curled around one another, and fell asleep, almost missing breakfast.

Later, they'd wish they actually did miss breakfast.

All hell would break loose.

That Morning…

Camilo walks into the church kitchen, grumbling and tired. His whole family is already in the kitchen, save for his Tío Bruno, and Julieta and Agustín. ' I wonder why?' He thought sarcastically.

He fell into the chair beside Mirabel, still grumbling. His prima turned to him, "Rough night?" She asked, mockingly.

"You have no idea. And you do not want to know."

Isabela places a plate of arepas on the table. "What doesn't Mira want to know?"

"You don't want to know either."

Bruno chose this moment to walk into the kitchen, Julieta and Agustín following not far behind him.

He smirked. This would be the perfect moment to embarrass them in front of everyone.

Julieta was pouring coffee at the counter. Agustín had his arm around her waist. She whispered in his ear, 'I can still feel you dripping down my thighs.' She looked at him with a smirk. His tío suddenly blushed hard and gulped audibly. Camilo looked at them in disgust.

"Actually, none of you want to know."

Pepa leaned against the counter. "Ok, now I'm interested. What do none of us want to know?"

"Isabela, do you know how loud your parents are?"

Julieta choked on her coffee.

Agustín blushed scarlet.

Pepa and Félix erupted into peals of laughter.

Abuela turned around and pretended to be more interested in finding the orange juice in the refrigerator than the conversation that was about to unfold in front of her.

Dolores was frozen in shock.

Mirabel buried her head in her hands and groaned ' Why?'

Isabela looked at her primo, then her parents and back and forth again.

"No. No. Nope. Hell no. I want no part in this conversation. I've lost my appetite. Goodbye. "

"Where are you going?"

"Somewhere far away from here!"

"It's raining though!"

"So I'll get wet!"

She stalked out the door, leaving absolutely no room for arguments.

"I caught them on the roof! Tio Bruno took me to the roof because I couldn't sleep, but then we saw them, now I don't think I'll ever be able to sleep again!"

Luisa looked confused. "You got traumatized by seeing them stargaze? Oh! How was that, by the way? I bet it was so romantic!"

Mirabel stared at her hermana in utter shock. She absolutely couldn't believe her naivety.

"I-wha-Luisa, no. You don't actually believe that, do you? Please tell me you don't actually believe that?"

Luisa looked like she wanted to cry. She wanted to believe they were just stargazing, she really did, but in the back of her mind, she knew that wasn't what they were doing. Luisa looked at her younger sister.

"Wha-then what were they doing?"

Camilo groaned. "THEY WERE HAVING SEX! VERY LOUD SEX!! It was TRAUMATIZING!!"

Luisa's spoon clattered onto her plate. She got up from her chair so fast, it fell to the floor with a loud bang.

"I-you-wha-EW! That's why you wanted me to help you bring that mattress to the roof?! I can't believe you guys!"

She ran from the room in complete humiliation.

"Well that went well." Mirabel deadpanned.

" Mirabel!"

"What? You two have no room to talk. You did this to yourselves."

"Well it's Tío Bruno's fault too! If he hadn't taken me on that roof, I wouldn't be so traumatized!"

Bruno stalked over to them, waving his hands in a disagreeing manner.

"Oh-no, no, no, no! You don't get to blame this on me! I heard them as soon as we stepped out onto the roof! I tried to get you to turn around! You didn't hear them! How did you not hear them! You wouldn't listen! You barreled right over to them with absolutely no hesitancy! If you had listened to me and gone on the walk like I suggested, we would've heard them from the ground, and you would've thanked me for saving you from being traumatized! This is as much your fault as it is everyone else's! So don't pin it on me!"

Pepa was still laughing. "Now that sounds about right!"

Julieta pouted.

Pepa turned to her sister. "Why are you upset hermana? Are you mad because we know about your secret spot?"

"Yes!"

Pepa and Félix looked at each other and snickered

Bruno turned to his mamá. "Mamá, are you ok? You're awfully quiet."

Alma couldn't believe this. Did her daughter think she wanted more grandkids?! Her children were almost 51, for crying out loud! She was way too old for this. "I am an old woman. I am too old to be dealing with this. Certainly way too old for more grandchildren! Are you going in that direction, because I certainly hope you're not!"

Alma sighed and turned from her place at the stove. "I'm just very tired of having these conversations. I don't know how many more times I can explain that I don't want or need to know about any of your sex lives. I don't need to see it. I don't need to hear it. That is between you and your spouses. I think I speak for everyone here, on that matter."

"Y-yes, mamá."

Of course, Pepa, ever the shit-stirrer, had to impart her 'words of wisdom' upon the family and come up with some smartass comment to annoy her sister with. Oh, joy.

"Mama, you should know by now that none of us are going to listen to you. Juli may seem timid and prim and proper to you, but looks can be deceiving. She may even believe she's going to keep her word to you. But once she gets him alone, forget about it!"

She turned to her sister who, along with her husband, was blushing profusely. "Demure Julieta is all just an act. She's, what do you call it? 'A lady in the streets but a freak in the sheets!'"

" Pepa!"

Julieta and Agustín were now so embarrassed, you could feel the heat on their cheeks.

Félix doubled over in laughter. "Ay, Cuñado! Congratulations on effectively traumatizing mi hijo even more than Pepi and I have! And that's a feat in itself!"

" Papí! I am traumatized ! Stop making light of my horrible situation! All I wanted to do was sleep! Bruno brought me up to the roof because he said the quiet was comforting. I went with it because I really just wanted to sleep! I know now that I should've listened to Tío Bruno, and I should'veturned around, but I didn't, and now, I'm going to be TRAUMATIZED for the rest of eternity and beyond !"

"Ok, now you're just being overdramatic, Milo. It'll always be in the back of your mind, but at one point, you'll get over it and you won't think about it as much."

"You know what, I don't thin-"

Julieta and Agustín looked around sheepishly, "-You know what? We're just gonna go... take a shower... together! To... save water! Yeah! Agustín! Come on!"

She froze in concern at her youngest daughter, who was sitting at the table with her head down, looking quite ill.

"Mira, are you ok? You look... a little green."

"No, I'm not ok ! You two are absolutely disgusting! I am officially scarred for life!"

Mirabel got up from the table, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go find some bleach, and bleach my brain... and the shower too, for that matter, after you're done with it! Other people use it, you know! I can't even look at you two right now!"

Mirabel was headed straight for the exit when Camilo barrelled right into her. He grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the kitchen.

"I'm coming with you, prima."

They ran away without looking back.

Antonio had been silently observing the chaotic conversation, until the moment he asked a question that Pepa thought she'd had years to answer. They were apparently not-so-lucky. She was going to kill her sister and brother-in-law. And her husband, for that matter, who was finding this whole conversation very amusing. Pepa wondered how amused Félix'd feel when she castrated him.

Antonio turns to her, eyes wide and innocent.

"Mamí, what does sex mean?"

Pepa sputters.

Felix's laughter gets even louder.

Julieta and Agustín are frozen in shock.

Dolores is silent, anticipating Pepa's answer.

And Bruno and Alma look as if they want to melt into the floor.

Pepa gives Dolores a desperate look, silently begging her eldest child to save her. Their staring contest continues for a few seconds more before Dolores tells her mother exactly what she didn't want to hear.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not his mamí."

She rushes out of the room. Pepa dies a little more inside.

Agustín and Julieta make a break for the exit to the kitchen. Not on Pepa's watch!

"Get back here Hermana and deal with the consequences of your actions!"

Julieta and Agustín turn around in the hallway.

"He's your child, not mine. I already had to do this three times, so should you!"

"You know, Pepi, she has a point!"

" Shut up Félix!"

"Have fun in your shower!"

"Oh, we will !"

"Well I hope you slip and fall!"

Julieta fired back, "Well you're just jealous because I'm having SEX and you're not!"

Pepa couldn't believe the audacity of her sister being right!

"W-well I can't think of anything to say right now because you're right, but when I do..."

"You'll do what? Come on Tino, let's go have REALLY LOUD SHOWER SEX!!"

Pepa stalked back into the kitchen. Her mother was sitting at the table, her head in her hands. Bruno was sitting back in his chair, head back, staring at the ceiling.

Bruno turned to his mamá, "You know, now would be a really great time to hide in the walls. Forever."

"I would definitely join you."

"Too bad there aren't any walls anymore."

"Maybe I can get Señora Guzman to let us stay in her house for a few days. Just to get away from the family for a bit. Lord knows we need it."

Alma abruptly gets up from the table. "Let's go ask now."

"But it's raining."

Alma gives him a pointed look. The room is deadly silent. Then… a cacophony of moans and groans, coming from the bathroom. Mother and son look at each other. Bruno springs from his chair.

"Let's go."

"Hey! What about us?!"

Bruno turns around and in true Bruno fashion, deadpans, "You'll live."

They leave Pepa standing in the doorway, flabbergasted and stuttering.

"Mamí, you still didn't answer my question!"

Pepa groaned. Of course she had to pay for her sister's sins.

To be continued…