<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Maya Williams<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Suite -> Welcome Party<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>June 1st, Noontime<br/><strong>Content/Mood:</strong>Excited, game of games<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Leah, Sora, Asami<br/><hr/><br/>"Shoulda, coulda, woulda…" Maya responded to Leah's quip about keeping her smothered in her ladies, along with a challenging grin and a wink. She couldn't really think of a good comeback, mostly because her arms and legs were starting to get tired, and also because if she weren't straining to stay in her current position, she probably wouldn't mind being smothered by Leah's dirty pillows. Not that it was too bad now, feeling those voluptuous ladies pressed into her chest. If she wasn't as much of a competitor she probably would have gotten distracted giving her 'ol<em>Smouldering eye…</em><br/><br/>With her head jumping back into the game she noticed another spin of the wheel. Sora moved again with relative ease, but it was Asami, trying to slip through the middle of the group, that couldn't help but fumble. Fortunately Maya was in a good position not to get knocked off balance, so she could focus on giving Asami a parting grin, "...warm up the hot tub for me love…" and a little tease.<br/>Then it was Leah, who asked for luck as she had to reach across the mat. "Luck." Maya offered, considering she was much more tangled with Leah than she had been with Asami, so the wrong move now could bring them both down...or a poorly timed tickle!<br/><br/>As Leah's hand grazed her stomach she scrunched up and let out a little giggle as she did her best to keep focus on staying up. "H-hey!...No fair tickling!" But the torture soon ended as Leah dropped to the mat and had to start wriggling her way out. "Ooh, sorry love. See you at dinner!"<br/>Then her eyes focused on Sora, the only other woman left on the mat. Her grin was determined and the look in her eye was the same as when she was running down a goalie for that winning shot.<br/><br/>At 2019-08-08 11:39:05, BlueEyedBard (uid: 15255) rolls: 1d10 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138475)<br/><br/>"Guess it's just the best of the best left…" she joked to the smaller woman.<br/>Right hand, red.<br/>A harder reach, yes. But with her eyes narrowed a bit, the Kiwi could see just how she could use this move to her advantage. With Sora similarly stretched out, Maya bit her lower lip and reached her right arm both between Sora's outstretched arms<em>and</em>her outstretched legs, to finally place her hand on one of the red dots. Her muscles burned, just she still managed to give Sora a grin from her starfish position.<br/>"...go for it, mate."