<div class="floatleft">(http://sp7.fotolog.com/photo/39/62/71/hannahminx/1325002499761_f.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Character: Amy<br/>Location: Looking for a condom!<br/>Tag:  Open!</strong></div><br/><div class="floatright">(http://gifsoup.com/webroot/animatedgifs/1032436_o.gif)</div><hr/><br/><br/><br/>Amy had snuck away from the group in the hot tub, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her petite body and tieing it tightly around the waist. The front was open just enough for her expansive cleavage could be seen. The whole thing in the jacuzzi had been really arousing. In the water she felt sober, but out of it she felt incredibly drunk. The poor girl's head was spinning as she tried tip toeing about the pool area. "Erm...<em>Hic!</em>I think I drank too much..." She whispered, swaying a bit more than usual. She was horny from all the foreplay and needed to at least fuck 1 person tonight!<br/><br/>However, what she needed is also what she lacked! In her drunken haze she still new she needed a condom! Amy's shiney black hair was slightly messed up, the black bow head band failing at its job! The small busty girl made her way around the pool patio, hearing the sounds of people fucking. When she reached Brad and Sam tip toed over, bending down slightly to see the couple in mid courtship. "Psst. Excuse me...<em>Hic!</em>Do...do you got...one of...you know...those things that you put on Banana's in health class..." Amy couldn't help but slur some of her words. Her cute face was flushed red with the warmth of liquor and bashfulness.<br/><br/>Amy's glazed eyes could still focus, and she realized that the couple were nearing the greatest of peaks. "Oops! Sorry!" She said, stepping back. "Condoms! That's what they are called." Amy snapped her fingers together and turned to go find the elusive (Not really) contraceptive.