<div class="floatleft">(https://40.media.tumblr.com/a82c765825910b1ef32335b9b094d391/tumblr_numj4tmSWm1rpwuzno1_1280.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte "Charlie" Corsetti<br/><strong>Status:</strong> Employee - DJ<br/><strong>Date | Time: </strong> Mid-morning (10am)| August 2nd<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Golf course area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Something along these lines but in black and white (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/fd/64/11/fd6411869ce8fd0b34b70cfd2df23529.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mystery Man (Javier)<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Following directions...</span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Charlie hadn't known what to expect when the game off golf had come up. However, ever the good sport she'd simply gone along with the spirit of the game, figuring that the unpredictable nature of this game was what made it worth playing. She could have opted to do something safe and familiar, sure, but she could do that anytime. This was a chance to truly be surprised and potentially be well rewarded for her participation. Plus, Charlie was always up for a good dare.<br/><br/>Still, even though she was down to participate she truly hadn't expected to be challenged to something quite so... exhibitionist. Part of her was shocked, which she didn't hide. "You mean... strip golf? In public?" She didn't know if he was close enough to see her at that moment but her eyebrow arched skeptically. Or course, aside from the shock there was also that part of her that experienced a trill of excitement. She knew little to nothing about golf other than what she recalled from some PE unit back in middle school so the odds felt stacked against her and yet...<br/><br/>"Anything I want, eh?" Always a tempting offer and enough of a lure for her to agree to continue. Hell, if she ended up naked what were they gonna do? Arrest her?! On an island where people could end up screwing at the drop of a hat she highly doubted it. It might get her banned from golfing but, eh, she didn't expect to end up out on this course again anyhow.<br/><br/>That last stipulation though... Charlie realized she could end up naked rather quickly. She wasn't wearing that much to begin with considering she was dressed for a sunny day on the course. Apparently her mystery man was a cheeky s.o.b. out to get her naked but then that was kind of what she liked that about him.<br/><br/>The first hole was easy. Ridiculously so considering it was the first ball she'd ever gotten to truly take a whack at. A couple practice swings during the wait time before she actually tee'd off were enough to figure things out...though she was cheating on the grip thing cuz, hell no. The second hole though... well, she was standing there running her tongue over her teeth when the walkie on her hip crackled to life.<br/><br/><em>“If you are over par, let’s lose that top of yours, everything from the waist up, it has to be very constricting.”</em><br/><br/>She could only laugh and shake her head. There were a few people glancing her way curiously but Charlie simply took a deep breath and pulled her shirt up and over her head. She had on a bra of course but she left that alone for the moment. <br/><br/>"Not quite that restricting. Besides, if I loose all of it that quickly, I'll be naked on the very next round." She replied over the walkie, still amused. "Or is that what you were aiming for?" <br/><br/>Folding her top she tucked the end into her belt so that it hung at her side out of the way then moved to her clubs. More eyes came her way, lingered. There were whispers too but she was fine. She even winked at one younger guy who couldn't stop staring. Her bra was on the nicer side, black, and lacy, but didn't shove her tits up under her chin or anything else crazy so she was good as she listened for mystery man's reply and set off for the next hole. </span>