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</div><br/><b>Name: </b>Terrence "Terry" Howell<br/><b>Age:</b>29<br/><b>Sexuality: </b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Queens, New York<br/><b>Date/Time: </b>Wednesday, 7 July | Morning<br/><b>Location:</b>Backyard tables<br/><b>Wearing: </b>see image<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Single<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Grace<a class="username" data-user-id="2019" data-username="Mellifluous" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2019/">Mellifluous</a>| Matt<a class="username" data-user-id="6688" data-username="Swashbuckler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6688/">Swashbuckler</a>| Zorica<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/>Terry smiled, content his playfully flirtatious joke was well-received. Before the conversation could get any further, however, yet another person showed up. Another newbie like himself, the one who was eating with Val’s boy-toy. He grinned and chuckled at her own joke regarding the massive size difference between himself and the petite Latina.<br/><br/>Shoving his thumbs in his pockets, letting the rest of his hands just hang relaxed at just below his hips, Terrence opened his mouth to make yet another retort. But once again he found himself unable to speak, this time not so much because somebody else started talking, but out of sheer dumbfoundedness at what he was witnessing. The hell is this chick undressing fo-? Oh…<br/><br/>Terrence wiped his mouth with his hand, turning away briefly to chuckle, before looking back at Zorica, his eyes giving her a once over up and down as she continued to peel each article of clothing off her person. “Alright girl, I see you. You do what you gotta do, chica.” When she then asked how everyone’s morning’s been doing, he could only answer, “well it’s certainly gotten to a whole different level of interesting, that’s for sure. But, uh, yeah, even before now I’d say it’s been pleasant.” He nodded.<br/><br/>When the two veteran islanders suggested swimming, Matt’s attempt at thrusting the two newbies together specifically not going over Terrence’s head in the slightest, all the big man could do was shake his head with yet another chuckle. “Not that I wouldn’t dream of swimming with a vision like Zorica over here, I ain’t got any swim trunks on underneath these pants, so…sorry. No strip show from me right now.” He joked, poking fun at Zorica’s own ‘inadvertent’ show. “But hey, if I get enough interest from the rest of you all, maybe I’ll give it a shot later tonight. If somebody can throw me a beat I’ll happily show of my Magic Mike moves, haha!” He laughed out loud, rolling his hips in circles with his hands latched behind his head, sticking out his tongue as he just gave the small group a tiny preview. Also, as his arms were lifted to do this, a bit of his shirt rode up, showing off the hints of some major muscles on the bottom set of a six-pack. But that little peep show would quickly disappear as he let his arms hang by his side again and his shirt fell back to its normal position.<br/><br/>As Grace mentioned a nap and her embarrassment of it, Terry just waved it off with a single hand. “Nah, it’s vacation time. A game, but also time to relax, especially if you’ve already got a solid lead like you two got. Don’t feel too bad.” He winked reassuringly at her. “Meanwhile, I think I’m going to go check out this place. All I’ve seen so far is the kitchen and the breakfast area they set up for us. So, I’ll check you guys later.” He grinned with a wave and made his way about the place.<br/><br/>Ultimately, the one place he wanted to check out first and foremost was the workout room. He was used to lifting heavy, and he wondered if they were equipped with what he needed…