<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ad/56/c6/ad56c6d67916bcef0d686db5643892e3.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Aurora "Rory" Vega<br/><strong>Location | Time:</strong> Dinner and onward<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leah, Open<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue blazer, white button down, tan pants (cuffed), white sneakers, hair done in a pompadour and french braid similar to this (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a0/f3/89/a0f389a904c696b9199ebe37180cba67.jpg)</span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"> Pool side fun had certainly had its benefits. Rory couldn't deny she enjoyed herself immensely what with Leah teasing and all the questions being passed around. For her part she didn't touch another drop of alcohol after her first margarita and had answered any and all questions that came her way honestly and completely. It became easy enough too sort out a few things about the women present during that time as well and though Rory was naturally a social type, it became a bit difficult to pull her attention away from Clover and Leah above all. Oh, she managed not to be too overt but then the others weren't really paying too much attention to what she was doing anyhow as they seemed to pick up their own distractions.<br/><br/>Rory had just about wondered if God or whoever was up there was trying to punish her--because got damn Leah!--when suddenly Clover announced the approach of dinner and gave them all a warning to dress appropriately for being on the water. She was just about to take the dismissal as a chance to hit an ice cold shower when Leah turned back to her.<br/><br/><em>"Shall we go to our room and get ready for dinner?"</em><br/><br/>"Lead the way, beautiful." Rory replied, gesturing for Leah to do just that. Though that left her to follow and she immediately cursed herself. Self-control was a matter of pride for her but what happened when she stopped wanting to control herself?! A woman could only take so much before she just had to say 'fuck it' and take a taste. Seriously. <br/><br/>Having not gotten in the pool, the need for a full shower was debatable in Rory's mind. For that reason there was not even a flinch of protest as they made it to their shared room and Leah scurried off. Instead Rory busied herself with preparing her outfit, which was on the casual side of nice since dressy usually meant dress blues for her and she'd skipped bringing those. She was almost fully distracted by her task and not at all imagining sneaking over and slipping into the shower with Leah when she emerged from the bathroom. <br/><br/>Naked.<br/><br/>Fuuuuuuuuh....<br/><br/>Rory's jaw clenched. Hard. She tried to stay nonchalant as she was mostly pretty casual about nudity in general but things had a way of changing when the naked person was one you wanted. She didn't stare, shge was smoother than that, but neither would she play blushing shy girl. If Leah wanted to tease then Rory could play along. As the other woman came her way the bodyguard pulled her shirt up and over her head. She reached to flick open the fly of her jeans just as her arm got treated to a first class sampling of lush, supple flesh. Her teeth sank into her lower lip and her eyes lifted enough to find Leah's. For a second Rory forgot she where she was. All she could see and smell was Leah and damn did she wanna add taste and touch to the list. Unaware, she leaned the tiniest of fractions closer, her body shifting so that it would be easy enough to trap Leah just there, between her body and the counter where she could slip her hands beneath her thighs and lift her up--Dammit. What was she doing? <br/><br/>Rory knew better. She was supposed to be looking at their host this way. Clover was the reason she had come on this trip. Clover. Even if Leah made her fingertips tingle with a desire to touch she owed it to give Clover a real shot. She had to try. Which meant that even if she'd rather sate other hungers she needed to get a grip--oh, bad choice of words!--she needed to man up and knock it the hell off. <br/><br/>What felt like minutes was hardly more than a few breaths before Rory stepped back. Opting for caution then she gathered up her stuff and disappeared into the bathroom for the quickest but coldest damn shower she could manage. By the time she came back out, Leah was fully dressed and so was Rory, her shirt wrinkle free and her hair pulled back into a french braid with a small pompadour.<br/><br/>"Yeah, mami. Let's do it."<br/><br/>She couldn't erase the previous minutes but just looking at her it was almost like she hadn't even had that slip. Her features were calm, almost cheery and her demeanor laid back and casual.<br/><br/></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Arriving to dinner showed they were on time. Rory being Rory allowed Leah to select the seat she wanted and the tall blonde pulled out her chair for her before seating herself beside her at the end of the table. It put her farther away from Clover but she didn't let that keep her from engaging in the conversation. Oh she was aware there was such a thing as playing it too safe and risking losing an opportunity but Rory also felt that she and Clover would have their time together and that more than anything would tell them what they needed to know. She wasn't going to force anything. <br/><br/>Rory enjoyed her dinner completely. Then again, she really could eat just about anything and tended to eat relatively often when compared to most people. It was a metabolism thing. Not being the one chosen for Clover one on one time for the first night she set her sights on other plans for her evening. Now a wise woman would have recognized when it might have been best to keep herself away from temptation. Unfortunately, intelligence and wisdom were not at all the same thing. Rory was smart as hell but she could be dumb about somethings. Namely choosing to go off with Leah after what had nearly happened in the room. However it was like she couldn't help herself. She'd gotten near enough to the stove to feel that it was hot but clearly she wasn't going to learn her lesson until she truly got burnt. Hardheaded, was what her abuelita had used to call her.<br/><br/>The silent question was clear enough to her so Rory answered by standing. "C'mon mami, let's see what we can see, yeah?" She held out her hand to Leah, waiting until the other woman took it before tugging her up gently but enthusiastically. </span>