<div class="floatleft">(https://www.inthefrow.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/09/7N7A4273-copy-land-1600x1065.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006958#msg15006958)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>23<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Brighton, England<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | Early Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa Bedroom<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><del>Same as Comp picture (https://pics.wikifeet.com/Victoria-Magrath-Feet-3772556.jpg) (Orange swimming costume and jean booty shorts)</del>Heels in picture<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Corey<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Corey<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Grace had bit her lip shortly after settling against the sheets and pillow, naked beneath that pillowy comforter. She had been caught up in watching how Corey stared at her, his face a bit flushed and his eyes as wide as saucers. Instead of bashfully retreating into a shell like a tortoise might, however, Corey peeled his own T-shirt off and sank back against the comfort of the bed.<br/><br/>Smirking at him as he started to lift the sheets as if to sneak a glance, Grace playfully pushed the sheets down again, hiding herself beneath the cloud like blanket. At least he had started by saying it was nice of her to join him for a bit of a nap. Except, he confessed, he no longer felt like napping. “Oh, is that so? Well, then we’d best get out of bed, shouldn’t we?” She twisted away from him, acting like she was about to get up and out.<br/><br/>But Corey’s comment about the glitter made her turn back to gape and gawk fully at him. She couldn’t hold that look for long, though. Instead, she broke out into a fit of laughter, her mouth still stuck open. “Why you-!” She shoved him gently, aware that she only had minor use of her strength, considering her compromising position… and lack of clothing. Not that she’d shove him far if she really tried, anyhow.<br/><br/>Which reminded her to sneak a glimpse at him topless. Corey was packing quite a bit of muscle definition. Actually… he was incredibly fit beneath his baggy and funnily patterned T-shirts. She had only caught a brief look in the pool the other day. But an up close view was much better.<br/><br/>“No, there are no more glitter mishaps, I will have you know,” she felt the need to set the record straight, still chuckling in a little shock, before finding a baggy T-shirt - one she had stuck beneath her pillow for just this reason. Grace turned away slightly, sitting up in bed and working the shirt over her head, arms through the sleeves after that.<br/><br/>Corey would only see her bare back and maybe, if he was really looking, a glimpse of side boob. Her oversized sleep shirt (https://d2h1pu99sxkfvn.cloudfront.net/b0/2599118/410081670_v89j5Iu7fP/P0.jpg) had a comic book art style on it, displaying a woman thinking about “so many boys,” specifically Superman and Batman. Because what girl didn’t want a superhero? Grace wore a look of impishness on her face as she laid back down and settled beside Corey once more. “Though, maybe you’d rather take a look for yourself… in the backseat of your car.” She teased, shifting a little closer.