<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: Kind of wide open at the moment.</b><br/>
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Heather laughed at Sally's plan for the evening.  "I like the way you think."  She told her new friend as they walked together, trading boob rubs in an offhand casual way.  Heather assumed from the girl's words that she was pretty sexually aggressive, Heather felt a bit behind the curve, her closest sexual experience being with the pool bartender and didn't quite end with her losing her 'V' card as she had been preparing herself to do.  Heather had been a little too pre-occupied with checking out the place to notice Sally's blush either at her stated plan or with feeling a perky pair of tits on her arm. <br/>
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"Why don't I get you a drink while you get settled, what are you having?"  Heather didn't really know what to ask for so maybe she could just have what Sally was having and not sound like an idiot in front of Baxter and his friends.  Heather's smile faded a bit as Sally told her about her roommate having Baxter as his first target.<br/>
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Heather felt especially small and inconsequential as she went up to the bar.  It was like being at the adult's table on a family holiday when she was a kid.  It didn't help that she was practically a stranger, other than Baxter, though she only knew him for less than a day.   She gave Baxter a smile.  "Dad says Hi."  Of course it was a very eventful day.  She passed on Sally's order and asked for two.  Made small talk with Baxter while she waited for Sally to return.  She looked meekly at the redhead that was apparently stalking Baxter like a lioness and the blonde, "Oh hey Aunt Lea"  she said realizing it was her uncle's ex-wife at the bar.  Between them they seemed to suck up all the sexual oxygen, how could she hope to compete with that?  Lea had always been nice to her, but she wasn't quite sure how the older woman felt since the divorce.  </span><br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"> <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 Stormvauld</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Walkthrough<br/>
<b>Tagged: Anyone at the Bar or Pool</b><br/>
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Lea kind of picked up on some competitive vibe from Justin but only smiled at the thought.  She was more than a little disappointed though when Justin announced he still needed to find Simon.  She again touched his arm.  "You're a good friend, I hope to see you again soon."  She said but then turned her attention more fully to Peter and the bartender.  He had a firm hand, not quite as cute as Justin had been with kissing her hand but he certainly made an impression.  "An Iced Tea"  Lea said, simply told him since he was standing behind the bar.  She turned to look as Baxter seemed to choke on his own drink, seeing two young girls walk up from the beach, one of them being her niece, or ex-niece, she wasn't really sure of the protocol yet.  Lea raised an eyebrow as Heather passed on her father's greeting to their handsome young bartender.  <br/>
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"I think you promised me a tour."  She leaned into Peter, thinking maybe it would be best to let Heather and her friend get re-acquainted without worrying about her hanging on every word.</span>