<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/03/Innocenza1mug.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Innocenza Immacolata Bianca Castellesi<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Tourist<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hawawa ➟ Cafe<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Silk top, bell skirt, summer heels, Saffiano handbag<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/>The impending orgy was moving on. Stretching like animals in heat, seeming to writhe from their clothes, they moved on until Innocenza could no longer see them. With a long breath, she stepped out into the sun of the promenade and wanted to melt into a lounge chair. Heat bounced off every bleached stone and soaked into her body. It was wonderful weather for relaxing, and working her already golden full-body tan a little bit richer. What was the name of the cafe Luna had recommended? Angie's?<br/><br/>They all kind of looked the same, once she was among the buildings and laying sapphire eyes on them. Each seemed to be pulled out of the pages of a trashy romance pulp, yes, the charming little seaside cafe that only two lovers knew about. One was nearly as good as another. She chose one nearly at random- it had a balcony, and it would be nice to watch the girls go by in their bikinis. So different from the bashful, ashamed young futas of the Academy, the young ladies of this island. And they did all seem to be younger than she, but that was fine. That was more than fine.<br/><br/>The stickers at the door of the cafe caught her eye. Multilingual, good, Ms. Castellesi spoke not a lick of Japanese. Credit cards accepted. That was good to know. What really drew her interest was a sticker of a cock. She'd heard about these places, businesses on the island where it was deemed okay for a futa to whip it out in broad daylight. This was the place for her. Maybe she'd see one that she simply<em>had </em>to have.<br/><br/>Innocenza stepped in out of the sun and drew back her windswept golden blonde curls. Was the custom to wait to be seated? She would wait. It was a good opportunity to scan the clientele for a little company this afternoon.