Rachael stared through the dark lenses of her sunglasses as Andrew walked…. no, strutted… across the patio towards the outdoor fridge.  She smiled to herself as her eyes crawled over his hips, the tight lycra of the swim trunks clinging to his narrow hips.  Easily one of the best physiques Rachael had ever seen.  She certainly wouldn’t mind having him around to look at.<br/><br/>“Thanks,” she said, pushing the sunglasses up on her head and looking up at Andrew, smiling sweetly.  She popped open her can as well, holding her can out towards his before taking a sip.  “Here’s to… fabulous new roommates,” Rachael said, smirking slightly, and tipping the can back, taking a long swig from the can.  She set the can down on the patio and looked at Andrew.<br/><br/>“So tell me more about you,” Rachael said, twisting on her lounge chair so she was half-facing Andrew.  “What’s your story?  Where are you from?  What do you do for fun? Have a girlfriend?” She peppered him with questions, more interested in the answer to the last question than any of the others.<br/>