<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bb/BayviewVicki.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Victoria “Vicky” Tucker<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Carter Sagle<br/><strong>When:</strong>June 12, early evening<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Sitting at the small table<br/><strong>Warning: </strong>None<br/><hr/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;"> Victoria had set everything up. Before her were 10 folded sheets on which there was a square sticky note with basic information on  it. It was information such as gender, orientation, and a few important tidbits, like if one of them had a strong preference for one gender over the other or if they were exclusively dominant or submissive. Anything that would allow her to make the best pairings for a good time, but not the names. When she would be done with the pairings, she would have done it blinded to whom she was pairing with whom.<br/><br/>She could hear the sound of Carter in the tiny kitchen area of the small studio. They could have eaten in the house, but since everything she had on the guests coming over for the weekend was right here, it turned out to be simpler. “Carter? Would you mind filling the envelopes? I really don’t want to know who I am paired with until tomorrow after dinner.” She requested, not looking in his direction as she was making sure that the 5 pairs were really the best matches she could do. There would be three straight pairings, a pair of women and a pair of men.<br/><br/>“I’ve made the pairings, I’ve prepared the envelopes. All you need to do is to put the sheet in the partner’s envelope along with the key to the room, like last time.” Vicky asked and now reassured she looked up toward him. He had been a blessing in her life just as much as she and Roman had been in his. It would have been easy for Vicky to make his life hell when he arrived at the house the first time. Vicky had proven to be supportive, helping Roman helping Carter. She wouldn’t have it any other way. When Roman passed, Vicky was heartbroken but also feared it might have Carter tilt back into old habits. Carter proved to be her rock, her support, and she was proud of him that he had not gone to alcohol. <br/><br/>He was a quite handsome man. Even Vicky, who was not really looking for a man in her life, could see it. He had a very nice and fit form, a cute face and some stunningly beautiful blue eyes. He was handsome but somehow, in Vicky’s mind he was also unavailable. It would be strange to do anything else than hang out with Carter, since he had been Roman’s best friend. It didn’t cross her mind that perhaps Roman had been destined to be in her life only for a short time so that Carter be put on her path for something else than friendship. Vicky was a believer in fate; she believed that nothing happened without a reason. Roman’s death had put that belief into question, but her conviction did not waver.<br/></div>