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</div><b>Name:</b>Matt Moreno<br/><b>Age:</b>28<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Los Angeles, CA<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Saturday, July 3rd, 2021 - late morning after coupling<br/><b>Location:</b>Edge of the Pool<br/><b>Wearing:</b>faded and worn blue t-shirt (pictured) and khaki shorts<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>No one<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>)<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><br/>“Maybe.”  Matt smiled back, unwilling to admit either way, at least for now, if Grace was right in her assessment of him.  After all, taking the fact that Love Island was a game out of the equation, when was flirting with a pretty not a little bit of a game in itself?  When Grace turned to the bar, Mat followed suit, and listening hard he could just make out a few hints of the questions being asked.  Mostly sexual, but that was hardly a surprise.  You put this many pretty people together with the express purpose of “finding someone”, and things were bound to go that way pretty fast.<br/><br/>“Sure sounds like it.  I’ll be blushing like mad over there.”  Matt replied, but before he got much further, Grace explained what she had meant about their own little game and then she leaned in slowly to kiss him.  And wow, what a kiss!  Did all English girls kiss like that?  While it wasn't a full on makeout session, it was definitely more than just a peck on the lips.  Leaning into her kiss, it was all Matt could do to hold back his natural inclination to deepen it, maybe even reach over to put his hand on her sun warmed thigh…<br/><br/>After a few glorious seconds though, Grace broke off, leaving him a little breathless.  “You know, I think I would be very interested in something like that.”  He replied with a grin, making a point of licking his lips of the lingering taste of her kiss.  “Since it was your idea, I’ll go first.”  Turning to look at the point, Matt’s smile grew a little more naughty.  “Never have I ever….been skinny dipping.”  He confessed.