<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Linaposada.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marisa Milano (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10395798#msg10395798), Site manager<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>At the bar<br/><strong>When: </strong>Saturday August 2nd, early evening<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>this outfit (http://www.fatalwoman.com/images/thumbnails/305/531/detailed/7/clubwear_90048-A.jpg) with black heels<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Marisa turned to face the bar and leaned against it. The platters of food were so tempting. She should have had a bite to eat before coming. Sometimes meet &amp; greets went way into the nightclub’s dancing time, sometimes it fizzled quickly when the chemistry between the guests and the staff members either lacked completely or sent spark flying that had people find a more secluded corner. Some didn’t even bother waiting that long, and that was fine.<br/><br/><br/>“I’m always excited. Meeting new people, seeing familiar faces of people who came back…” There was a meet &amp; greet every Saturday. It was part of the routine. Since most guests arrived on Friday or Saturday, it was a way to kick-start their vacation by meeting whomever was on the island. “I hope that I’ll have one of them catch my eye in some way.” Marisa added and she made a devious smile to accompany her words. She had been living on the island since her father had given it this sexy twist. The resort had gone from almost self-sustainable to making money enough to consider adding buildings for people to explore other kinks… After a year here, Marisa still had as much sexual drive as when she arrived, but she had grown more selective of her partners.<br/><br/>“Thanks. That outfit is really beautiful, by the way. I can’t remember seeing you wearing it before.” Marisa’s compliment was genuine. She took a sip of the mojito and gave Fox the thumb up. The drink hit the spot just right. It was just sweet enough, with the refreshing mint and lime taste, and the right amount of rum. Perfect. Her eyes went to the door, thinking she had heard noises that announced the arrival of some people, but it was still early.</div>