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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>Sunday 4th July 2021 (near noon?)<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa | Backyard<br/><b>Wearing:</b>white tank top and white bikini bottoms<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>) | Bex (<a class="username" data-user-id="6055" data-username="Dragongoddess" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6055/">Dragongoddess</a>) | OPEN<br/><b>Vibe:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DvyfGkkMHaDk&amp;hash=e6c78c3e5fc98e4b3e4bb83a14e65b39" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vyfGkkMHaDk" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">The Final Countdown</a><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Wandering around and exploring the villa had got boring. Dom had done the diary thing, laid on the bed, poked her head in the boys change room, poked her head in every doorway that she could find, stuck her head outside the front door, and finally found the door to the Hideaway Suite. Now she was hungry and curious about where Hans was. She had expected him to come looking for her long ago, curiosity got the better of her so it was time to search for him.<br/><br/>Stepping outside she was able to survey the whole of the backyard,  the kitchen was bustling with voices that made it clear most people were gathered there and eating probably. But off to one side she saw the little dark haired vixen and Hans chatting each other up. What was that girl's name again? Reba, Betty, Robbie? Not important! Dom turned in their direction, flipping her long auburn hair like it was her super cape or she was some sort of missile taking aim and she blasted off through the backyard at a strut with her target locked on. Heels and a swimsuit were a deadly combination, especially when you were already 5'9" so the added 6" of the heels she wore gave her a model catwalk like runway show appearance... even if her outfit was a little more heroine chic. Dom laughed at herself as she strut across the backyard. Maybe she should have taken up modelling, she was loving the feeling of confidence that shoes gave her and the sound they made on the wooden decking...<i>clack clack clack clack</i><br/><br/>Getting closer to Hans and  ...Bobbie? Dom called out,<b>"Hans! There you are, I've been looking all over for you. Time to pull you for a chat."</b>She sallied up to the hitch and took a lean on the nearby post/wall. She nodded a greeting at... Baxter? No that wasn't right. Damn if she could remember that girl's name.