(http://oi66.tinypic.com/5lnxcn.jpg)<br/><strong>Name: Snowden Frost<br/>Sorting: Bronze Class<br/>Orientation: Gay, possibly curious<br/>Mood: Lusty and friendly<br/>Location: Dance studio<br/>Outfit: Electric blue leggings, black shirt that's tied in the back and drops off the shoulders some, high-heeled black stiletto boots, black sports bra<br/>Tag: Domino<br/>Date: September 15th, 4:45 PM</strong><br/><br/>Oh, this one was a real treat. She seemed a bit on the shy side, but thank GOD not a stuck-up bitch. Snow grinned at her comment about remembering, and smiled even more when she said she'd heard the music. "Glad to know someone else in this place likes Beyonce'." She tipped her face a little, observing the tomboyish lady with a friendly smile. "I could always teach you to dance like this, if you ever wanted. It takes some getting used to, but it's a GREAT workout." She had seen the lick of the lips and recognized it. She licked her own lips a bit nervously. She wanted to know this one a bit better for sure, in more ways than one. More to the biblical sense, she thought.<br/><br/>She offered her hand to shake, her smile relaxed and her grip warm. "My name's Snow, by the way. Nice to meet you. And yes, this is my first year here. And although I'm not digging some of the stuff, it's actually not ALL that bad. But a prison, well...." She winked. "Even convicts in a prison learn how to work together sometimes." She moved to get her bag, making sure to bend at the waist so the guest would get a nice look at her ass - and so Snow could see her expression in the mirror. She threw her iPad into the bag and her towel, then moved to the bench to slip the shoes off and change into her sneakers. "The way you asked, you sound like you've already been here a while." she commented as she kept up the conversation with the brunette beauty.