<div class="floatleft">(https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41zguviWqaL.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Corey Dwyer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15009035#msg15009035)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>23<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>London, UK<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019, Afternoon (post Competition)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Just<strong>Swim Trunks (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/61np2xaU5UL._UX679_.jpg)</strong><br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Grace<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Grace, Closed<br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/>Sitting back on the bed, Corey was suddenly all wide eyes and leaning up to stop Grace from getting out of bed when his comment about her “glitterbomb down below” seemed to sink in and she was right back at him to give him a bit of a shove.   Laughing, Corey made more of the shove that it actually was, swaying towards the edge of the bed like he was going to fall out before just catching himself.  “Come on now, that’s a fair question.  Itchy stuff, glitter.  A bloke should know what chances he is taking.”  He replied, rather enjoying teasing her about her secret.<br/><br/>“After all it...never...hurts...to...be.sure…”  Corey continued, his voice growing more and more faint and distracted as Grace sat up facing away from him, the long expanse of her naked back exposed to his eyes as she shrugged on a long t-shirt.  While he might have certainly enjoyed the other view better, Corey had to admit it was a lovely back.  Just the kind an enterprising fellow like himself might like trailing kisses all the way down…  “And I think what you mean to say is that there have been no more to date.” He recovered, somewhat.<br/><br/>As Grace turned back to face him, Corey grinned at the design on her shirt, one that would have sent him into a bit of a worry spell just a day ago.  Good thing she had not worn that before though!  “I was trying to get a peek before you stopped me!”  Corey admitted with a laugh, although it wasn’t clear if he was one hundred percent joking or not.  At Grace’s returned teasing about his own naughty little secret though, Corey only flushed a little.  After all, if there was one thing they had seen at that competition, it was that things could be a LOT worse.<br/><br/>“Although, if it’s the car that’s the hold-up, I am pretty sure I can talk one of the crew into lending me a jeep.”  The young Islander grinned wickedly, going so far as to reach up and tap on the mic he wore around his neck.  “Not much of a back seat in there, but I am sure I can improvise.  Although if Caroline gives me a warning, that’ll be two strikes for me.  I might never try it again!”<br/><br/>