<div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)</div><br/><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan</em><br/><strong>Location: Shower Room</strong><br/>With Matt, Leda, and Xavier<br/><br/>Jayne crouched into the tub as Matt began to fill it, her eyes snapping upward toward the sound of the door slamming. There stood a pair of naked housemates, looking rather frazzled at their presence in the shower room. "Leda, ... Xavier. Don't tell me you're trying to round up a group of streakers." She still had her electric blue bikini on, and Matt was still in his shorts. It was hard to tell if they looked a little uneasy about being naked, or if they had expected the space to be empty. Her gaze lingered upon their individual forms, noting that Leda had an impressive rack and ass. Xavier was certainly packing some heat too.<br/><br/>"Don't be shy." She laughed, reaffirming the offer that Matt made. How could these two possibly be considered shy? They were the first ones that she'd seen naked. Too bad she didn't have a prize to offer them.<br/><br/>"Matt, has anyone ever told you that you've got a smile that could make a girl blush?" She returned her attention back to her companion for the foreseeable evening. This whole flirting thing was really beginning to snow ball. Those had really got her focused on how much she wanted to be intimate with him. Intimate being a funny concept when they were all here for a pornography scholarship. Those sorts of relationships were highly considered flat out physical for all intents and purposes. Emotion rarely had anything to do with it.