<div class="floatleft">(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ZvizYMPAEaU/UcyNjvVEMZI/AAAAAAAA-lA/eMng7BpmcAA/w506-h343/Laura%2BVandervoort%2B2.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Randi Lynn Warner<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Waitress<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>08/01/17  |  Late afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On a ship during a cruise<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Purple Boyshort bottoms and a gray, off the shoulder, loose fitting top<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Andres Oliveira<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>None<hr/><br/>Randi Lynn tried to focus in on Andres’ mouth and lips while he exaggerated the correct pronunciation of the words he was teaching her to say.   Whether it was intentional or unintentional, he was knocking<em>adorable</em>right out of the ball park!  She enjoyed seeing this side of him.  Somewhere in the back of her mind, she realized she was sitting there with a goofy grin on her face, looking somewhat like a love-struck school girl crushing on the class hottie, but again…she didn’t care.  She giggled each time he moved his hand back and forth between them, first touching his chin and then reaching over to touch hers while she repeated the words.  She had no clue what they meant, and didn’t think to ask him.   But she was having fun, and that was all that mattered.<br/><br/>"Me bay jee...  Me bay jee...  Me bay jee."<br/><br/>“Me BAY jee, swa va MEN chee."<br/><br/><em>"To some, the language of love is not French, but Portuguese.  You are learning quickly, but there is much more to learn.  You are a good student, and I would love to teach you.  Keep practicing.  Me beije suavemente.  Me beije agora.  Three more times, if you please.  You speak beautifully."</em><br/><br/>His words brought the faintest of blush as she continued to repeat the words, rather softly, once, twice, three times.  With each time, she felt him leaning in closer…and closer…and closer still.<em>Am I leaning in too?</em>she thought to herself.  She felt the warmth of his breath fan across her face when he spoke.<br/><br/><em>"Mmm.  Like music.  Do you know what you are saying?”</em><br/><br/>She shook her head slightly.  “No, I don’t.  What does it mean?”<br/><br/><em>“It means 'Kiss me softly.  Kiss me now.'  If you say it again, it's not for practice, Rand Lynn.  It is for real."<br/></em><br/>As he tenderly tucked her hair behind one ear, Randi wet her lips with the tip of her tongue just before repeating the phrase once more, but only this time, she knew full well what she was saying, what she was asking him to do, and what it was she wanted.  She wanted to feel those sexy lips of his against her own.<br/><br/>“Me beije suavemente.  Me beije agora.”<br/><br/>As their lips touched, Randi’s soft hand slid against his thigh.  A light brush of her fingertips danced across his skin as they tasted their first kiss, letting it build into an excursion all its own...<br/><br/>