<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgsafe.org/b855405056.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Jenny Lucier</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259067.msg12799339#msg12799339)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Gift Shop Manager<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1st, 2018 | 10:30AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Yacht<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hailee, Okello<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Snooping<br/><hr/><br/>Vacation! Truth be told, even when she was working on the cruise ships, there was hardly ever a day where Jenny found herself working hard enough to deserve a vacation. Being the manager of a gift shop really meant making the schedules for her few employees, dealing with the grievances of some old bitties who couldn't be bothered to spend a few extra dollars on souvenirs and inventory. If anyone asked her, though, she absolutely needed this.<br/><br/>Stepping out onto the deck, Jenny let the seabreeze wash over her for a moment. It was pure heaven to truly feel it in earnest rather than in her cruise member uniform. With her eyes closed, the young girl took in a slow, deep breath of air before moving to the side railing of the impressive yacht. She watched vessel quickly cut its way through the water toward the island and mansion her boss had so graciously leant to herself and the many other crew members of his successful cruiseliner. The brunette also watched a nice brimed hat fall victim to the boat's wake, the article vanished in the water before Jenny could even think about making an effort to retrieve it.<br/><br/>Shrugging, Jenny instinctively moved to the front of the yacht to find the source of the lost hat. She figured it would belong to a nice, older gentleman who would regale her with a tale about how long he's had the hat for and the many women he had charmed using it. Or something. It was more or less just something to do until she finally set flip-flop onto the island and really got this vacation going.<br/><br/>What she found was the furthest thing from that. Jenny rounded the corner to spot a couple, which wasn't really that odd in itself, if not for the fact that the two were in a rather heated moment together. The stunning blonde had a hand in the man's swim trunks, no doubt toying with what was barely hidden underneath.<br/><br/>"Oh, fuck~!" Jenny blurted out sharply. It was no doubt lost in the wind as the two paid her no mind at the outburst. The girl quickly retreated and hugged the corner of the yacht's pilot house, her back towards it while her eyes shot forward to the water. Her mind was racing. She should leave, right? This couple, clearly, just eager to get things started, thought they were alone and they should absolutely be left alone. Yes. She should leave.<br/><br/>The devil on her other shoulder, however, insisted that she stay. Never has she seen anyone so bravely perform in front of her before. This was a show. It was just for her. It would be a waste to let this opportunity go, right?<br/><br/>Right.<br/><br/>Jenny spun around so that her front touched the wall now. She peeked around the corner again, spying on the couple again. Her body didn't dare part from the partition in fear of being seen, while she bit onto the corner of her bottom lip in an effort to not be heard.