<div class="floatright">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/74aa/f/2015/359/1/0/amanda_seyfried_light_study_027__by_razaras-d9lexlf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gilda Lockhart / Goldilocks<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Living room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black cardigan, jeans, ugg-style boots thrown off, school bag<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rebecca, Gregg<br/><strong>Extra Information:</strong><br/><br/>Gilda started to feel kinda bad about her prank, when Lisa's reaction to the music caused her purse to spill everywhere. But then Tim proved quite the gentleman, helping her with it. Some fedora'd new guy, too, who had rushed into their midst quick as a cat. Well well, Gilda didn't feel so bad anymore, maybe she'd inadvertendly made Lisa some new friends.<br/><br/>When Rebecca sat next to her, Gilda calmly inhaled through her nose, and got a pleasant sensation of scent, whether the girl had some perfume Gilda happened to like, or it was simply her, au naturale. She got a bit of a peek down the neckline of the other woman's dress, as well, and could have sworn the redhead was not wearing a bra. Well. That was nice too. She glanced over to Gregg on her other side, he was considerably taller, so, maybe he'd have a nice view too.<br/><br/>Gilda became curious and wanted to check her phone to see if she'd snarfed anything enticing off of Rebecca's, but, it wasn't a discrete time to check it. However, when Gilda noticed Rebecca's own phone was in her lap, Gilda got an idea she just couldn't resist.<br/><br/>"Pardon me," she whispered to Gregg, as she put her phone flat to his nearer shoulderblade for a moment. "Need a nice broad firm surface to bear down on for jut a sec..."<br/><br/>In truth it was more because that was the only way to look at her phone screen out of anyone's view for the moment - behind Gregg, above Hannah, blocked by Gilda's own body from Rebecca, and blocked by the couch back from anyone else. Naturally, Gilda also took the chance with her camera phone to snap a single discrete high rez perv-shot from over the back of Hannah's shoulder down the front of the girl's top. The way the beautiful girl leaned back against her legs, and in that top...it was just too irresistible. Like a luxurious cottage that screamed 'come in and steal some yummy honey!'<br/><br/>With the phone against Gregg's shoulderblade, Gilda saw some new snarfing treats, including something from Rebecca that only solidified Gilda's determination for her next prank. Having noticed the phone in Rebecca's lap, Gilda sent a file to it...no music-blasting this time, just a little something that ought to make her phone vibrate - and vibrate as vigorously as possible.<br/><br/>Hell, it was hardly even a prank. Gilda'd used the program herself a few times, with her phone tucked down the front of her jammies. It felt just right.<br/>