<b>RE: Camp Celsoul - [Still Accepting]</b><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff69b4">Trixie pulled herself up onto the dock. Beads of water dripped from her glistening skin and ran over her breasts as she approached Charles. She stood so close to him that her nipples brushed his chest through her top. She ran a finger down his chest as she looked up with big blue puppy dog eyes, "Come on Charlie," she begged seductively, "There's no one else to swim with." She was in fact picturing him in wet underwear and she liked what she saw.</span>