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</div>Name:</b>Jackson Blair<br/><b>Age:</b>24<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Hetero<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Brisbane, Australia<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Monday, 6 July 2021, Lunch Date with Alexis<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa -> Beach Date Area<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Pictured<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>No one<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Alexis (<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"/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Escorting Alexis across the sand was easy enough, even though, like he had guessed, her shoes were not exactly the right ones for a trip to the beach.  Then again, they only helped to make her already amazing legs and rear look even better, so the Aussie was hardly complaining.  Indeed, as they reached the pretty little blanket strewn out into the sand for them, Jackson took a good long look at Alexis’ gams as she situated herself by the basket.<br/><br/>“Well, if our record rings true, we’ll be having a bit of a romp before the date is through, that’s why.”  Jackson laughed. “Not that it’s a problem for me, mind you.  You’re a lusty girl, Alexis, and I think you’ll find I am right on board with that.”   Smoothing a bit of sand under the blanket to make a comfortable seat for himself, Jackson winced as Alexis produced the bottle from the basket and he noted it was sparkling<i>juice</i>for fucks sake.  Whatever had happened to make the producers of the show force them all to be teetotallers, well Jackson wished he had been on before that.<br/><br/>“Is it?”  He asked in response, clearly skeptical of the bubbly drink as he took a glass from Alexis’ manicured hand.  “Something tells me I might have preferred something a bit stronger.  At least tell me there is something good to eat in there as well.”  Raising his glass in toast, Jackson was still definitely glad to be on the date, even if it was going to be a dry one.<br/><br/>“So tell me Alexis, what brought you on the show?  Can’t have been money.  Girls with private masseuses hardly get out of bed for fifty k.  Was it love then, or just a bit of adventure?” Jackson asked, honestly curious.