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</div><b>Name:</b>Dom Nikolaev<br/><b>Age:</b>21<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heteroflexible<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Moscow but currently Baymont, California<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Tuesday 6th July 2021 (afternoon)<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa Backyard | Outside seating area<br/><b>Wearing:</b>bikini (w/ teal bikini cut bottom & black/tan sport style top)<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Hans<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Hans (<a class="username" data-user-id="6928" data-username="insidioustorment" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6928/">insidioustorment</a>)<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Accepting Hans' adjustments, Dom laid down on him, her legs drifting off to the side so she wasn't smothering him in the noon time heat of the sun. She smiled looking across his broad chest as he talked of his siblings and immediate family.<br/><br/>"Da, this sounds good. I would like to meet your mother. I'm sure she will have much to say to me." Dom laughed again at that. She grew quiet for a moment when he asked about her mother. "My mother, she has passed. I don't remember her. It is only Papa and I." She turned her head to look at Hans. "I have not been home because this is something I cannot afford to do. I am on scholarship. It is enough to keep me in school and on campus. Nothing more. Even then I must supplement with work and other academic scholarships I can earn for research work.... Poor student stuff. Is like many others."