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</div><b>Name:</b>Hans Huisman<br/><b>Age:</b>27<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Hetero Sexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Atlanta<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Sunday<br/><b>Location:</b>bedroom.<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Grey long cotton pants and white fitted tshirt and then nothing apparently<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Dom<br/><b>Tagging:</b><a class="username" data-user-id="9157" data-username="Sarita" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/9157/">Sarita</a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><br/>It all went down last night. Han's might have let his guard down a bit and allowed himself to relive his early college years. This probably wouldn;t go down so well with the firm, or the audience or even this team mates. But he found himself finding it hard to find some regret. Let the conservative babies, cast their value judgements on a moment of bliss.<br/><br/>Hans woke up feeling pretty good, wrapped in the naked embrace under the duvet with the Russian beauty. He sat there watching waiting to stir awake, slowly planting a kiss of her soft lips.  His task oriented brain was already sorting through the day, but he managed to slow down just enough for  them to have a bit of a conversation.<br/><br/>And as his dreamy eyes looked into hers, sparked was a moment of vulnerability.<br/><br/>"I'll be honest Dom, I knew I rolled the dice with you. But you have checked all the boxes. Beauty, brains and ambition. You sold me me future First Lady. I was going to suggest we talk about how we are going to interact with everyone else. But I'm only focussed on getting to know you better, at the moment." He said, laying it on the table.