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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"/>The feel of Hans' warm hand on her face had Dom nuzzle into it for a moment. Then she sat a little straighter next to him and smiled. She was glad that he seemed to understand the situation. At the very least she knew that he'd ask more questions if he felt the need to. Dom was an open book by most standards, people that misunderstood that often did so at their own peril. It's not that she didn't have her secrets, they were just far more personal than some simple surface level emotion. When it came to those, Dom said what she meant.<br/><br/>"Now you are wanting to talk of vacations," Dom laughed. Her hand gestured around them like she was showing the backyard in a real estate sale. "We are literally living in a resort." She snorted then leaned back into the seats. "If we do travel, we should go to your homeland. It would be good... Moscow is difficult travel. Although it would be nice to see Papa. It has been over four years since I have seen him. How long since you have been home?"