<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f6/JessicaWilliams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Jessica Williams (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10397978#msg10397978)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Simon Manchester, Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Pool Area, Lounge Chair near the pool<br/><strong>When:</strong>Friday, August 1st.  11:33 a.m.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (Polyvore Link) (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=132534830)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The sizeable book in her hands, some lengthy book on psychology and philosophy, had caught her attention from the moment she had settled in and began to read.  But soon something came along that caught her attention even more than the book in her hand.<br/><br/>Over the top of her book, she watched the man who soon came out from the direction of the lodge area.  Even with the shirt on his body, she could tell he was a man with an impressive physique.  She watched him from a distance, approaching her with what appeared to be a mild smirk upon his face.<br/><br/>There was no denying what the resort was supposed to be all about.  Some time ago she had heard one of her friends mention the place, some secluded resort in the Bahamas.  The thought of it had been buried in her mind ever since, something she would revisit every now and then as something more of a fantasy from her droll life of teaching.  It wasn't until the Big Day became closer and closer on the calendar that Jessica had worked up the nerve and courage to put a good, sizable chunk, of her savings into a trip of a lifetime for herself.<br/><br/>It felt odd, even then, to look at the handsome individual as he came closer, claiming a seat nearby, and let her mind go with the scandalous, lustful thoughts.  A part of her, deep down, wasn't sure she could actually go through with sleeping around with another man, let alone give into her more extravagant thoughts and fantasies.  She wasn't quite sure if she was ready to do something like that, not even with someone who seemed oddly familiar to her for some strange reason.<br/><br/>A smile was returned when he approached her, his hand outstretched in greeting.  She didn't fail to notice the rather odd and unusual choice in reading material for a man like him.  “Jessica...” She said, giving him a shake of the hand before nodding over to the book in his other hand.  “I wouldn't have pegged someone like you for a Jane Austen fan.”