<strong>Name:</strong>Richard<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Father<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Floor - Great Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open, All<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Richard had slept well on the flight over - one of the benefits of having a private jet. From the airport, he and his wife had boarded a small puddle-jumper of a plane. They had packed light - extremely light, given the fact that they wouldn't be wearing clothes for the next few weeks. Of course, society wasn't accepting of nudists, so Richard was wearing kahki shorts and a hawaiin shirt along with flipflops. They were in the tropics and things got hot, fast, here.<br/><br/>Once the puddle-jumper landed and coasted into the dock, he had quickly gotten out and grabbed  their small luggage before following his wife up the dock and the pathway to the main house. He smiled and drew in a deep breath. "Mh, this is going to be fun, isn't it baby?" He asks, smiling at his wife.<br/><br/>Once in the master bedroom, he quickly stripped down naked, letting out another sigh. "Ah, this is the way life is meant to be lived!" He remarks, moving into the great room and up to the windows overlooking the porch, the view out on a swimming pool and the encroaching tropical jungle. Now all they had to do was wait for the rest of their family to arrive.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Andrew<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Oldest Son<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main House - Entrance<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Katerina, Open<br/><br/>Andrew and Katerina, his girlfriend, had flown into the nearest airport as well. But Andrew had never been much a fan of flying and had requested one of the families small boats to be waiting at the nearby marina. A short taxi ride from the airport and they loaded onto the small boat. Andrew fired it up and they were soon coasting away, heading to the families small island retreat.<br/><br/>He was wearing a loose fitting synthetic shirt and boardshorts along with sunglasses. "So, you ready for this?" He asks, turning to face his girlfriend. His parents had yet to meet her and didn't know about all her tattoos. Nudists, for some reason, never seemed to have tattoos - or very many of them, compare to Katerina, at any rate. He could hardly remember meeting a nudist with tattoos growing up at least. So he wondered what his parents would think of that. "Now, things may be a little awkward at first. The whole nudity thing. But, you'l get used to it eventually."