<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"> Lea Stormvauld<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Walkthrough<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Open</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)"><a class="link link--external" href="https://www.thesun.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/NINTCHDBPICT000539528801.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lea</a> </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">had been sheltering through the COVID restrictions at the neighboring beach house she now owned, awarded to her after her recent divorce.  At the time, just before the pandemic struck, she had hoped for a lively time to enjoy her new found single status.  Instead she got nearly a year of solitary existence and if she had to curl up with another good book she was just going to scream.  When she heard the activity at the beach house next door, she couldn't resist stopping by to say hello.  As the busty blonde worked her way into the house she was immediately struck by how young everyone was.  She had met the owners of the house a few times, she and her ex-husband had dinner with them a few times.  She didn't see them here just now and tried to remember what the son looked like, he wasn't really that memorable as she tried to recall his face.  <br/>
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There seemed to be a fair amount of coming and going so she walked in the front door.  Smiling and greeting the young people as she walked among them.   She may have been a little disappointed at how young they all appeared, but she couldn't deny they were some very attractive young people, both boys and girls.  She could barely wipe the smile off her face as she realized she was no longer alone on this little stretch of paradise.  She felt a certain obligation to find the owners if they were there, or there son if they were not.  Of course she wasn't opposed to meeting some young people on her way.  </span>