<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/e/e9/Jeffrey-Dean-Morgan6.jpg/441px-Jeffrey-Dean-Morgan6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Greg Eames<br/><strong>Time &amp; Location:</strong>Evening | St. Clair Residence<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, observing Alex and Corbin, checking out Freja, Kate and Violet<br/><strong>Dressed:</strong>Leather bomber jacket, silk shirt, slacks, boots<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Arrival at the HOA meeting<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Greg was somewhat of a people watcher.  After all, it never hurt to keep tabs on your neighbors, but more importantly, it gave him a chance to sort through the available targets.  Of course he liked a challenge when it came to a woman, but being forearmed helped.  Observing a little spat, or the way a husband gave his wife a cold shoulder was sometimes all he needed to know there was a chink in the armor he could exploit.<br/><br/>And it wasn't just the women his age who were a pleasant majority in the room.  No, his ears were picking up the strains of modern music from the general vicinity of his home.  He had to chuckle a little.<em>Shane's sowing some wild oats</em>.  He'd never put it past his son to pull something like that, and he wasn't really upset.  Commendable, even.  Showed some balls, what with dad and the rest of the active local parents right in the neighborhood.  Chip off the old block.<br/><br/>He looked over at a conservatively-dressed older woman and gave her a cheeky smile, getting a look of haughtiness and contempt back.  She had no idea what his smile was for, but the reaction was worth the minimal effort.  No, if Shane was whipping up his own evening's entertainment, that would mean his own opportunity for some of his own when he got back.  After all, he was an equal opportunity kind of guy, and he'd seen more than a few attractive girls around the community who might end up across the street.  He'd hate to have to compete with his own son for their attentions, but he was sure there were more than enough to choose from, and besides, some of 'em, he knew, preferred experience to youth.  Now, if only this ridiculous meeting would start and he could get over there in time to sample something sweet and exciting...