<strong>From the Estate thread, by the Boathouse</strong><br/><br/><strong>Madison</strong><br/>(http://s27.postimg.org/4yh0k7her/12070643_991741114215635_858111528_n.jpg)<br/><br/>Black Lake bordered along the campus along which a boat house and other activities were set up along its edge.  Black Lake earned its name from its apparent color.  It was hard to see into the lakes waters, for they seemed pitch black.  So many rivers fed the lake that sediment shaded the water.  The fish of the lake got by without any issue, as did Madison.  With a couple of low, clicking cries, she could easily map the river floor and so followed it without any problem.  It only took a couple of miles to end up back at the school.  The lakes black surface was tranquil, undisturbed, dark and yet reflective. Nearby the boat house a few ripples seemed to slip up from nowhere as Madison's head broke the surface seeming to come from nowhere.  Running her fingers back through her blonde lockes to slip them from her view she easily glided through the water to warf's edge, not bothering with the ladder as she easily slipped herself up and out of the water.  The water sheened over her athletic, powerful body clad only in her white bikini.<br/><br/>It was just about then that Madison glanced around conspiratorially to see if she were being observed.<br/><br/>OOC... If I am... Im going to<em>Turn Someone On</em>even if I can't see her IC.