<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/e072c58a77faa5114dea55df3f07228a/tumblr_o6ey9rz0JP1vnvl33o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marco Gutierrez<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Bartender<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1st | 1:15<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Poolside<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pool Attire (http://cfc.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-set/.sig/VIKvJPKzQs9qt6orR1c60w/cid/212034713/id/XG9LNAuy5hGczS-2yHa90g/size/c600x469.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Caroline Wafford<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Boy being silly<br/><hr/><br/>Marco barely stopped in at his room, only staying long enough to shed his clothes, change for the pool and inflate his Homer donut float.  He grinned to himself as he jogged through the mansion, sunglasses on, and headed outside into the sunlight.  Heading his beloved mother's voice in his head, he'd applied a layer of sunscreen, but he refused to wear a shirt, basking in the warmth that spread across his bare shoulders and back.  His tanned skin glistened slightly from the sunblock, and the dog tags around his neck jangled softly as he padded up to the pool and tossed his towel on a nearby lounge chair.  Spotting the blonde poolside, he revealed his perfect, white teeth in a winning smile and called to her.<br/><br/>"Hey, mamasita.  You think the servers will come out and bring us drinks?  I'm not looking to get smashed, but a lemonade would be delicious right about now."<br/><br/>He sauntered over to drop down and sit beside her on the edge of the pool, still grinning, and tossed his large pool float in.  After removing his flip-flops, he extended one leg to keep the float nearby, positioning it just so, before sliding gracefully off the edge of the pool...and landing inelegantly with his back across the hole in the float and his ass dangling off the edge.  He grunted as he struggled and flailed, trying to keep from flopping entirely off the donut, his dark hair flicking forward across his brows and over his eyes.  He muttered a few choice curse words in mingled English and Spanish, and wriggled around, finally managing to roll over and crab his way up on the float, his wet ass waggling in the air.  With a final grunt, he flipped over and settled with hs hips in the hole and his arms across the side of the float, trying to look cool while he ran a hand through his hair to shove it back out of his face.<br/><br/>"Uh...You mind if we keep that whole incident between us?"