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</div>Name: Hayley Carter<br/>Age: 24<br/>Date/Time: Sat July 31<br/>Location: Villa - in the bathroom<br/>Wearing: [see picture] dress half open<br/>Tagging:<a class="username" data-user-id="133" data-username="Clint Johnson" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/133/">Clint Johnson</a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>A shiver ran through Hayley’s spine as his lips grazed her ear. That deep sultry voice seemed to pervade every inch of her alcohol-blurred mind with feelings that caused her body to light on fire and her core to tense. She chewed on her bottom lip and grinned. “You’d be surprised how often that really does not happen.” She causally mentioned with a soft chuckle.<br/><br/>As her dress was slowly undone by Sterling’s hand, he would see first her bra, red like her dress decorated with a bit of lace, and strapless. Her underwear would match in color and decoration, the rear not even covering anything save for a tiny bit of fabric running along the line between her cheeks.<br/><br/>As the steam built up in the room, her skin would gain a slight shine as the water vapor in the air touched her. Her breathing was steady despite her pounding heart, but would get just a little bit heavier the more she breathed in the steam. Or, maybe it was because of the breathtakingly beautiful man undressing her that had taken her breath away. As she turned back around, her hands crossed over her chest to gently lower the straps of her dress down her arm. Her expression began sultry, eyeing the Adonis standing erect (in more ways that one) before her. But very slowly that expression would shift, her brows starting to furrow. A sensation built in her stomach that wasn’t the typical butterflies, but instead something more akin to a churning that only grew more aggressive with each passing second.<br/><br/>The moment the realization hit, Hayley stopped everything she was doing, eyes widening in fear and whipped her hands off her own person to instead push Sterling back towards the door to the bathroom itself. “Ohmygodgetout!” She yelled, all her words blending into each other as she felt a gurgle towards the end of her demand. Her hand slapped to her mouth and she turned away from him. If he bothered to stick around, he’d see her stumble quickly over to the toilet and kneel down in front of it with both hands on either side of the porcelain deity she was now praying to, head bowed over the bowl, her hair draping either side of her face.<br/><br/>Hayley….did not hold her liquor quite as well as she hoped.