<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRkhU3slmLhHEgt4Vei2sd0cFkXU9dcx8b-W4GC0ijM1JQf7p5N)</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>2 July, 2019, Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa backyard<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Grace<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Grace<br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/>It had definitely been a whirlwind of a day for Corey.   First he had woken alone, only to find Grace was on a date, and when he finally saw her by the pool, it was only because she was soon enough off on another!  On top of that, he had a short chat with Samantha by the pool, one that had filled him with all kinds of doubts.  Luckily, he’d had a good lunch, both food wise and conversation wise, having talked with the big American Devon, and at least restoring some faith that all the guys in the Villa were not the absolute worst monsters he could imagine (which was patently unfair since he had barely spoken to any of them).<br/><br/>Later that afternoon, Corey had decided to explore the Villa grounds a little bit, also giving him some alone time to think off camera (he imagined) , and had spent a few hours just enjoying the views and the weather (even if there seemed to be a section he was told was off limits until tomorrow).   Heading back to the Villa, Corey received a text from Grace to meet him out in the backyard, as well as bring a package she had left on her side of their bed.  Her side of the bed, how crazy was that?  A mere two days in, one night really, was not enough to banish the strangeness of sharing a bed.  Nor banish the excitement…<br/><br/>Running up the stairs, Corey threw on a clean navy blue shirt and some almost black shorts before grabbing the..present?...and heading down to where Grace had said to meet her.  As he approached, Corey was able to smell the vanilla candle first, but soon enough that was drowned out by the delicious scent of Grace’s treats.  Wrapping the slim, sparkly hair beauty into a hug, Corey grinned as he spotted the laden table over her shoulder.  “Wow, those treats look great.  YOU look great.  And everything smells amazing.”  Corey expounded sincerely. The cookies and cupcakes did indeed smell great, but not enough to compare to Grace at all.<br/><br/>Pulling away slightly, just enough to open the bag, Corey noted his hands quaking a little.  “A present?  I think it’s cheating to have gotten a present already.”  He teased, opening the tissue paper with increasing speed until he revealed the bright red tropical shirt within.  “Oy, this is amazing!” He barked, holding the shirt up against his chest.  “And I am sure it will fit just perfect!  I guess we will find out tomorrow, yeah?”  Corey nodded, grinning from ear to ear.<br/><br/>Lowering the short, Corey leaned in slowly, his intent very clear right up to the point where he was placing another soft, slow kiss on Grace’s lips.  Very reminiscent of past night, Corey broke away after a few seconds.  “Thank you, Grace.  I love it.  All this and treats?  I’ll be the most spoiled guy here in no time.”  He said, thinking that he likely was already.<br/>