<div class="floatleft">(https://skirtday.files.wordpress.com/2012/05/laura-vandervoort-in-me-in-my-place-photoshoot-for-esquire-13-580x435.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Randi Lynn Warner<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Waitress<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>08/01/17  |  Late afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On a ship during a cruise<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Purple Boyshort bottoms and a gray, off the shoulder, loose fitting top<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Andres Oliveira<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>None<hr/>Randi couldn't hide the grin tugging at the corners of her lips when Andres admitted he had been thinking about her.  Although she wasn’t going to admit it to him, she found herself thinking about him, too, which was strange because, Andres really wasn’t her type.  Oh, he was hot alright, with his movie star good looks and hard body.  But she had already decided that he was probably more of a playboy, enjoying conquests, using his good looks and job position to lure the ladies under his spell and out of their bikini bottoms.  But she was okay with that.  She certainly wasn’t looking for a relationship.  They would be friends, and nothing more.  So what would be wrong with two friends going out together on a boat, exploring the majestic ocean?  Nothing.<br/><br/>But of course, she couldn’t let his comment go unnoticed.<em>Ohhhh noooo</em>.   Without hardly a pause, she gave him a little quip comeback as she leaned over the railing directly above him.  It was part of her charm, after all.<br/><br/>“You were thinking about me?<em>Really?</em>And what, pray tell, were you thinking?”  She moved around the rails and took the few steps down towards the landing where he stood, a mischievous expression adorning her face.<br/><br/>“Wait!  Let me guess:  You were thinking:<em>I should have left that girl a bigger tip!</em>”  Her grin widened as she extended an open palm towards him.  “You know, we could remedy that right now”, she teased.<br/><br/><em>“Yeah, my group bailed out on me.  Too much to drink, not enough sleep.  It is too bad.  I would have liked to go out.  But you are here!  Were you just going to swing by and say hi?  Or were you going to come join us?  I would be happy to still go out, but it would be just the two of us, if that's alright."</em><br/><br/>She felt bad that his class got cancelled.  It was obvious he was really looking forward to it.  In just the short time she had gotten acquainted with Andres, the one thing she did know for certain about him was that he loved being one with the water.<br/><br/>“You’re asking if I would pass up an opportunity for some “one-on-one” coaching from a<em>world class Olympic competitor</em>?”<br/><br/>Randi began finger-combing her long, blonde hair back, bringing it up and securing it in a messy bun on top of her head.  “I was never one for crowds anyway.  I’m game if you are!”<br/><br/>Reaching for his hand, she let him help her onto the small boat.<br/><br/>“Besides, I’ll probably not have another evening off in a long time to come.  I should take advantage and make the most out of it, right?”<br/>