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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>Saturday, 3rd July, 2021<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa/ Pool area.<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Board shorts<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>/ OPEN<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>The competition certainly started off with some interesting twists and Hans knew there were some bruised and glossed ego’s. But at the end of it, he was satisfied with this decision.  This was a shark tank after all, and it would certainly weed out the Great Whites (Not a race reference) from the nurse sharks. Let the pressure get to the rest of them, the quicker they broke, the easier it was for the real diamonds to rise to the surface from the pressure. And that was how he truly made his decision. Now that they were dragged into deeper darker waters, this is where he was more comfortable. Not a moment more was spent on the other couples, as  his eyes turned towards the tall bombshell as she strutted off.<br/><br/>He liked a woman who knew what they wanted and was willing to show initiative. But he was certainly going to have to reel her in from time to time.  “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">Let’s go</span>,” He nodded,  with a little grin, taking up the stuff - he was at least a gentleman after all, but he certainly didn't mind the view as she watched her saunter her way towards the pool area.<br/><br/>The morning sun still shone brightly across the luxurious villa. After placing the items closer to where they were staying, Hans excused himself to get changed. He was way over dressed after all.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">“One moment, por favor. Would you like something to drink?”</span>Seven minutes later, he was back in all his glory, sun kissed tanned skin, ripped body wearing dark topical board shorts. That all familiar summer smile gracing his face as he sat, brandishing the drink of her choice (if she has chosen one) while he held his own glass.<br/><br/>“<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">So what brings you to this show Dom?</span>” He asked, easing his back into the chair to the left of her, the upper part of his body elevated, while his left leg was pulled in, knees up.  He was curious about her, naturally, and motivations was a good way to start off getting to know someone.