<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-cd0.pinimg.com/736x/d9/98/1e/d9981e79a951efe0acb3b4d05f1a5ac1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Jena Hargreave<br/><strong>Location:</strong>XCOM Barracks<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Off for some banging in the Boom Boom Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hailey<br/><br/>"Sure, hun." Jena stopped, waited for Hailey to catch up. Though if the Aussie was trying to not think about sex, the lanky rehead wasn't likely to be much help. Not only was it clear there was nothing under her cutoff shirt besides some Texas Tits, she had a habit of all but deep-throating her beer bottle, sliding the mouth of it deep between her lips before tilting her head back and swallowing hard. Which she did just as Hailey reached her.<br/><br/>"One for the road, I think," she said, leaning over the cooler case to grab another, and in the process causing her mesh briefs to ride down, exposing quite a bit of ass crack and the upper curves of ehr cheeks. It wasn't so much that she had a big butt- though there was plenty there to grab- as that the undies probably weren't<em>quite</em>regulation size.<br/><br/>"You want one?" she asked the somewhat flustered trooper, holding her exposed pose and looking back over her shoulder. If she was aware of how badly she was teasing, there was no sign of it on her face. Clearly, she was either just one of those natural flirts- or the most dangerous poker player on-post.