<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c0/Seajade2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Pyun "CJ" Choe Ja<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee (Pacific Liaison)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1 |12 p.m.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lagoon<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Bikini (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Triangl_bikini.jpg), sun hat (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c3/Seajade_sun_hat.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sarah, Amor<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Homoerotic groping<hr/><br/>"That feels nice." Hands wiped down her hips and rendered her like an unfinished woman still being sculpted from the wet clay. Except for gigglign with Sarah, she made a placid canvas for fingerpainting. Amor, she felt, did not go far enough. Choe Ja lowered herself back into the mud. It was terrifying at first to imagine herself sinking in, too sluggish with volcanic ash to uproot, but lying prone she did not sink at all. A depression for her backside ensured she felt the warmth of the earth where it mattered, tugged lazily at her bikini bottoms, not stealing them, but leaving her disheveled, mid-strip.<br/><br/>It was heavy to move. Choe Ja breathed through her mouth as she looked from Sarah to Amor, too much exerted to hide her excitement. Why lie to herself or to them? She rolled to her front, bedroom eyes, streaked flesh, a veneer as thin and supple as water over her nudity. "Uh oh! Sexy beach bodies." Lazily but with the advantage that everyone was equally stuck, she reached out to capture Amor. Crushed to her for stability, with a wandering finger she wrote along the line of Amor's ribs. "I'm hiding a secret message under your big breasts where you can't see."<br/><br/>It was only for Sarah's eyes and her own:<br/>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Eatmetext.gif)<br/><br/>"This is the way to the treasure," she told Sarah. "Follow me and we can split it, sixty and forty." Holding on was slippery, though escape, practically impossible. She slid with every shift of weight, Amor's or her own, but climbed restlessly back with the occasional pant of tropical heat. "I get more, because I like treasure so much."