Lunita's stepfather storms in, furious, blaming her for his flagging erection. 'It's not my fault, papi!' she retorts, hands on hips. He storms off, leaving her fuming. Later, he returns, apologetic, finding her sprawled on the couch, a telltale wet spot on her shorts. 'I'm sorry, mi amor,' he murmurs, tracing the dampness. She smirks, 'You should be, after making me this horny.'