<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>TRUTH, DARE, or SHOTS!</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x111/Lammy519/Models/Girl34/1080full-bridget-satterlee%201_zps08lljpxl.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Jenny Lucier</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259067.msg12799339#msg12799339)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Gift Shop Manager<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 3rd - Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Library<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Fine knit, loose fitting, blue sweater; black hot pants, blue laced cork wedges; black string bikini underneath<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><strong>Truth/Dare/Shots - Group 4</strong>| Nina Krause, Devon Allred, Oscar Valdez<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>None at the moment.<br/><hr/><br/>The last few days have been a whirlwind of wonderful moments and awkward encounters for Jenny. It was strange enough to be on vacation while your boss could be a room or two away but to have him a room or two away with what you could only guess was a few of your co-workers going at each other into the wee hours of the night while you did the same, well, there was plenty of room for some strange.<br/><br/>Jenny wasn't entirely too sure what she actually wanted out of signing up for a Truth or Dare session. Maybe it was an odd sense of familiarity that drew her to it, as opposed to the natural draw of being on an island where practically everyone is bangable and willing. On the night of the event, she found herself in the library a little early and spent a few minutes browsing the ornately decorated room. The books seemed secondary in the lavish space. It was as if they were really only there for the acoustics of the room. The young girl's mind quickly went to thoughts of just how well naughty sounds could be dampened or heightened in the study. God. This vacation really awakened something in her.<br/><br/>The sounds of other footsteps brought Jenny back from her fantasizing. She followed them to the center of the space where she found the others and a seating area littered with comforts, namely alcohol. It was a wonder she missed it when she first came into the room. The introductions were short and sweet, though Jenny spent the time to eye each and every one of the others that she assumed she'd spend the next little while with. These three were more of the same that she's dealt with so far - hot.<br/><br/>Oscar, who she vaguely remembered as being one of the guys who always had the rich ladies ogling him, started things off by addressing Nina. The beautiful restaurant manager quickly went with truth.<br/><br/>Boring.<br/><br/>Thankfully, Oscar didn't waste any time and shot back with a heavy question. Jenny simply crossed her legs and sipped at her vodka-cran in response, eagerly awaiting the response.