<strong>Name:</strong>Samantha<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Youngest daughter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Boat, Main House<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>All, Open<br/><br/>Samantha stretched out on the cushioned bow of the tiny speed boat owned by a local she had talked into giving her a lift to the Island. She knew she should have waited for the Sea plane or at least a brother or sister to join her on the trip, but she had gotten a good deal on airfare at the last minute and had ended up a few hours ahead of the other children.<br/><br/>She looked down at her tiny red dress and ballet flats knowing that it had been the view of her curvy form that had convinced the fifty something male to use his own gas to drive her to a private island. She didn't feel any guilt though as she also could feel his beady little eyes all over her lith form as she sunned herself.<br/><br/>As soon as the boat touched the dock she reached next to her seat and grabbed her bag and jumping from the boat sending a little wave over her shoulder to the driver as she rushed up the dock hurrying away from the balding fat man. As soon as she felt secure that he could not see her she let out her shudder of revulsion. Hopefully Mom and Dad had arrived already or she was going to be lonely for quite a bit.