<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cc/SimonManchester.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Simon Manchester  (http://URL)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Jessica , open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Pool Area Lounge Chair near the pool<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday August1st 11:43am<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>blue bathing trunks.<br/><hr/><br/>"It doesn't" Simon said with a smile on his face and faux sadness in his voice "well I never have been up for a bit of fashion co-ordination even growing up in a house with older sisters" Simon looked at the bikini and then put it against his chest "doesn't fit either" Simon gave a deep sigh and then placed the bikini top on the deck beside him. Before returning his gaze on the half naked woman.<br/><br/>"So Jessica , who reads philosophy and likes to swim half naked , I have to say I'm intrigued , so tell me about yourself" Simon realised this woman was gettable if he played this right, but he also had an appreciation for smart women , Miss Havershaw had shown him that , not only had his teacher been one of the smartest people he'd ever met she was one hell of a creative lay. If he could find out more about her and what made her tick , then when he eventually did get between those legs he was confident he could press a lot of her buttons.<br/><br/>Of course asking after her was a double edge sword , if she wanted to know about him in return, most women screwed him because of what he did not who he was and some , admittedly a very few , looked at him with distain because of what he did and not who he was.