<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img11.deviantart.net/bbd6/i/2013/256/a/2/hookah_girl_by_daul-d6m6rk5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kurat-ul-Ain Ali<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Valentine, Open<br/><strong>Letters:</strong>none<br/><br/>It didn't take long for Kurat to get her very first customers, as new arrivals to the island began pouring in to make an early claim on the best spots on the beach, her tent managing to catch the curious eyes of a few onlookers, "Of course, all natural, no negative effects, just real mellow you know?" she said, handing a rather innocent looking girl a conspicuous bag of green herbs, "Enjoy in moderation now, this probably aint like what you're used too" she cautioned with a chuckle. A few more customers came up as well, these ones more interested in her testosterone boosters. It was only natural of course, having to spend all one's time repressing their body's natural desires, that now that they were here they wanted to cut loose and embrace their primal side to the fullest.<br/><br/>If this was any indicator of what the rest of the day was gonna be like then she was fixing to make a killing. Hell she might even be able to afford one of those fancy penthouse suits towards the center of the island. Smirking a bit she took a hit from her hookah and looked towards the pristine building jutting over the treeline...yeah, that'd make a fine goal indeed. However not 5 seconds later her view of the building was blocked by a looming figure, one Valentine Bich, having pealed away most of her accessories, and what clothing she did still have on only proved to make her toned body seem that much more lewd. The naturally tan woman glanced the valley girl up and down, taking a long draw from her hookah pipe as she wordlessly appraised the other woman's body, particularly the thick slab of meat peaking out of her thin g-string, "Did I now?" she asked, leaning back a bit and blowing out a long jet of smoke from her lips, intentionally pursing them together in a tight little "O" shape, "I imagine you came to<em>rectify</em>the situation then, eh Ms. Valentine?" she said with a confident smirk, "There anything I can help ya with? Got all kinds of sensations for sale, care for a sample?" she asked, offering up the hookah pipe to the woman, packed with her own special blend of sweetened tobacco and canabis oil, "Ofcourse it may be a bit much for a beginner, so no pressure..." she added, smirking a bit as she played ever so slightly at the woman's ego. Valentine would quickly notice that due to Kurat's tucked away spot, there weren't too many people around in the immediate vicinity.