<div class="floatleft">(https://proxy.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=https%3A%2F%2Fs-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2F55%2Fff%2F94%2F55ff947afff9e9df4b4d00815f299988.jpg&amp;f=1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mark Watson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15011290#msg15011290)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>26<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Hetero<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019, early...early morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside villa - by daybeds<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Slim legged athletic pants, no shirt,  red compression socks and running shoes, red ball cap turned backwards Logo on Front (https://smokejumper.ca/assets/uploads/2016/10/parattack-logo.png)<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Written on back</div><div class="spoiler_body">Crew 7 - Bricks</div></div><br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one as yet<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Delaney<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>There was something decidedly casual about the moment which only proved to make it feel more intimate.  It wasn't some kind of t.v. show with strangers but it felt more like a Saturday morning after a very long week.  It might have been the way she took the initiative to solve his tragic bedroom problem without any sort of fanfare.  She just...went and got some extra pillows.<br/><br/>Or...it might have been the sight of her in a tank top and panties.<br/><br/>There was a never ending parade of women in swimsuits or bikinis here at the villa.  He could make the logical argument once more in his head regarding the fact that there is really no difference between a bikini and what Delaney was wearing right now but logic tended to melt into a warm, sparkling puddle when in the presence of her eyes; or the curves of her body.<br/><br/>“Or...I guess you could just lay down, but that seems too easy…”<br/><br/>There was the same gentle and warm teasing that she seemed to enjoy as she knelt on the bed next to him and he responded with a rueful smile.  Settling back against the cushions she had been so kind to fix for him and resting one hand against the back of his neck once more as he spoke.<br/><br/><em>"Yeah..."</em>, he spoke quietly.  A mixture of growl and whisper as she laid on her side next to him.<em>"I've never really been one to take advantage of the easy road..."</em>Staying in his seated position he gave her a more genuine and open smile.<em>"So I would think that lying down with you in a bed would set the bar impossibly high for any other encounters I have with the other women here."</em><br/><br/>He laughed quietly...<br/><br/><em>"The dates that I have had so far...while nice...well...I can say that a surprise sunrise date with you is a welcome respite."</em>He bit his lower lip and gave her a curious look...letting his eyes meet hers and hold them as he spoke.<em>"Delaney, I'm not even remotely sorry I ruined your sleep."</em><br/><br/>He looked away...watching the deepening colours of the sunrise, his nostrils flaring as he drew in the scent of the ocean deeply...as well as the soft scent of the bed sheets that smelled like her.<br/><br/><em>"I learned how to salsa last night with Elsa.  That was fun...and this morning I have a date with Rhonda.  What about you?  How is your experience here?"</em>