<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marissa Kennedy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On her way to the pool reception<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>11:30ish<br/><strong>Content/Mood:</strong>REALLY nervous; those first-timer jitters<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg), beach sandals, and a towel.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lakresha, open<br/><hr/><br/>Barely halfway to the bar, in part thanks to a couple of wrong turns, and what Marissa had hoped for and feared happened: someone spoke to her.  And what a someone! Perfect milky chocolate skin, amazing hair...stacked like a porn star. Which was in no way an insult, since noticing female porn stars more than was probably healthy had been one of the 'early warning signs' that she wasn't quite wired as she'd always thought.<br/><br/>A great thing, since it meant 'Ris didn't have to find a way to break the ice. Not so good since she had no idea what to do next.<br/><br/>Well, duh? You say hello. "Hey," she managed to get out, trying not to gawk (the suit wasn't containing the curvy body terribly well), and gave the other woman a bit of a grin. Not the full-on one that an ex- had said could light candles if she used it more- that one folks didn't see until they knew her better. But it was a smile, at least. Of sorts.<br/><br/>"I know, right?," she tacked on after a breath, in response to her new companion's comment about the size of the ship. "I've lived in smaller apartment buildings.  Already got lost once. If I vanish, send for the dogs, huh?"  A few paces further along and she realized she'd forgotten the most important part. "Oh. Marissa. Or Ris, whatever. I'm not fussy about it." Another breath, another look.  She'd always<em>noticed </em>good-looking girls before, but this was a whole other thing, this breathless panicked wondering. "Sorry. Rough flight in, and this is all a little new to me."  She didn't elaborate. If the other woman wanted to think she was talking just about the cruise, that was  fine by her.