<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/77/68/c8/7768c85cfe08ed88c5029771a1eaf25a.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Heather Thomas</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Pool Area<br/>
<b>Tagged: <a class="username" data-user-id="41027" data-username="@MsBloom" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/41027/">@MsBloom</a> (Sally) and others</b><br/>
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Heather didn't exactly get permission but seeing as how the girl was willing to go along, she turned and walked with her.  "I'm Heather, thanks, I really needed to get out for a party."  She said gratefully as they followed the noise of the party to emerge on the pool patio.  "Oh my god."  Heather saw a familiar face tending the bar, she leaned in close to Sally.  "Remind me later to tell you a funny story about the bartender."  Heather's breasts rubbing along Sally's arm for the few steps it took to share her secret.  As Baxter seemed to recognize her she gave him a bit of a wave, her smile a bit more than just friendly as she laughed to herself in remembering the last time she saw him.  "Do you want a drink or should we see what kind of trouble we can get into?"  Heather wasn't anxious to part ways with the only, well the only other person she knew at the party.  Baxter seeming rather occupied at the moment.  Heather wasn't technically old enough to drink and didn't have much experience with it.  Heather was no prude, but even she questioned the wisdom of getting drunk at a party where she knew almost no one.  </span>