<div class="floatleft">(http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/41000000/Stephen-James-stephen-james-hendry-41092498-640-640.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jasper (JJ) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15018215#msg15018215)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>28<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>New York<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July | Late Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the beach<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Casual Beach Sexy (http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/41000000/Stephen-James-stephen-james-hendry-41092498-640-640.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>None<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rhonda<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>At first JJ was at a loss.  His breakfast date had ended far sooner than the production team had planned for.  He had a solid two hours to kill before lunch.  To get his mind off the awkward first date as much to fill the time, he climbed into the paddleboat and tooled around for a bit.  It was pleasant with the breeze blowing smoothly through the bay and he'd even noted a place further up the beach that might prove interesting:  A small cove set back about thirty meters from the shore that seemed to provided a small amount of shade from the overhanging palms.  Perhaps it would prove a nice place to relax out of the sun later.<br/><br/>After a while, however, even that activity drew stale and he made his way back to the beach just as the crew began to set up the lunch date.  He was once again impressed by their efficiency and the rich diversity of the food they were setting up on the table.  Tropical breezes fluttered the napkins set amongst plates of tapas sandwiches, fruit bowls, salads and slices of a crusty, dark bread that looked richly delicious even from JJ's distant vantage point. When they had finished he took a seat in the shaded dining area and watched the slow, inexorable rush of the waves as they reached the shore.  It was soothing and served as a needed balm for the frustrations of earlier in the day.<br/><br/>He nodded as he looked at his watch.  It was close to the time when Rhonda would arrive.  He ran his fingers through his hair casually.  With no mirrors nearby he simply had to hope that a producer would primp him if he didn't look presentable.  When none of them did, he presumed that he looked camera ready and waited, a smile on his face, for attempt number two of making a connection in this place.<br/><br/>