<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/melody%20sweets_zpsa6dw1xuc.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sarah Levitz<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Embarkation Agent<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1 | 12 p.m.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Room 7<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pink Bikini (https://www.google.com/search?q=pink+bikini&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwj84-Kwr8nQAhWHjFQKHW4tDCkQ_AUICCgB&biw=1440&bih=704#imgrc=vcW7C7J0G72uBM%3A)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>CJ, Amor<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Mild Homoerotica<hr/><br/>Sarah stared in wonder at the caldera. The island certainly did have its secrets, and this was a big one. But a quick glance down proved that there was a little more to the journey ahead. Like CJ, she wasn't much of a jumper, but she had gone this far, so she followed her roommate down the rope, looking back up at Amor as she made her way down, trying to draw upon the reserves of emotional support that she seemed to give. And, thankfully, it was enough to get her down to the chalky bottom.<br/><br/>The curly-haired traveler wasn't surprised at the warmth of the water - it was a hot spring after all. And it felt nice. She was a bit more surprised at the fact that her feet were sinking into the mud, but she figured she could handle that. The big surprise, however, was CJ, who had emerged back from the spring a little less encumbered than when she had entered. "CJ... your... boobs..." Sarah stammered out before reddening. That wasn't what she had<strong>meant</strong>to say, but they were just so round and perky. "Oh - I mean your top..." She tried to sound concerned but that laughter... it was infectious - and in a way even more attractive than the twin charms of CJ's exposed chest - and soon Sarah found herself laughing uncontrollably as well.