<div class="floatleft"><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley, Jaclyn, Amber, Steve.<br/><strong>Location:</strong> At the fire/moving about<br/>(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><br/>Anna looked over to Harley, raising an eyebrow. Slowly, her lips curled up into a bit of a smirk, giving a little shake of her head accompanied by a small giggle. The smell of arousal was abundant, but the smell of all of the actual sex taking place was nearly enough to drown that out. Maybe she was weird - or maybe she was broken - but the sights and smells did little to get her going. But maybe some more wine was all she needed. She finished what was left in her cup then stood, giving herself a good stretch, her arms over her head until she relaxed and they fell to her sides again.<br/><br/>Her eyes moved between Harley and Jaclyn, to Amber and Steve. "So uh, any of you guys wouldn't happen to know a place where I could shower, would you? Or maybe a near by... lake. Or some other body of water?" She asked with a little shrug.