<div class="floatleft">(http://bunbunmaru.com/wakaba/photos/src/1431214168.54667446.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chris Miller<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Docks<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Letters:</strong>None yet,<br/><br/>Chris held back on the boat a little as he watched some of the passengers depart.  This was going to be fun, and she hoped she wouldn't get too nervous.  She was often nervous when meeting new people.  He peered over the desk and saw the woman in the distance with the huge breasts and tiny bikini.<br/><br/>She tried not to stare at the woman as another, almost more exotic woman joined her.  She wondered only briefly what she was smoking.  She had never smoked anything in her life.  Not tobacco or drugs and was not sure if she wanted to try it.  So she held back a little.<br/><br/>The island was pure beauty.  She, was wearing, an almost modest bikini herself.  It hardly even shown any cleavage at all, and covered her butt and crotch pretty well.  She overhead the woman tell the shy one that her cottage was 3B.<br/><br/>She checked out her own cottage number.  2B.  She was not sure if that was close or not.  She decided not to interfere as they were all busy in conversation, and she felt it would be rude to interrupt right at this moment.  She decided to follow them to see if she could find her own cottage easier.<br/><br/><br/>