<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/LvAWGgg.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rhonda Bouchard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006713#msg15006713)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Montréal, Québec, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lunch date with JJ<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Off-white two-piece string bikini,<del>black floral pattern romper with a deep V</del>, beaded leather dress sandals<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Logan Thurston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006981#msg15006981)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>JJ<br/><br/><hr/><br/>There was no hiding Rhonda's laugh as JJ enthusiastically led them and their tiny watercraft into the bay. It was a surprise to hear such a thing come from someone that looked like he did. Someone so put together and covered in tattoos? 9 times out of 10 that guy is a drug dealer. Every 1 of 20 is an undercover cop. 4 out of 5 dentists agree.<br/><br/>Once her laughter subsided, Rhonda sat up straight and pushed herself off of the paddles to get some sort of rhythm. It was a rough go at the start, but as their paddleboat got some momentum and JJ started to kick on with her, it was smooth sailing. So to speak. Her boatmate reached behind them and retrieved a pair of orange slices - his and her slices. One was offered to her, and with her hands still on her sides, she leaned into his outstretched hand grabbed a hold of the segment with her teeth. Tugging away from him, the peel remained in JJ's hand while she nommed on the juicy innards. She pictured it being a clean maneuver, though the back of her hand did come up to her lips to wipe away at some rogue droplets of orange.<br/><br/>"Notting Hill...?" Rhonda repeated slowly, the words muffled slightly by her hand. Her eyes were looking up at a cloud as if it was going to tell her what he was referencing. "Oh! My interview video." She laughed again, setting her hands back at her sides. Her legs and feet were now able to peddle without even thinking about it. "I forgot about that. Would you believe me if I said that I wasn't actually that into rom-coms? I just Googled some cheesy quotes and that one came up pretty often. I guess his English accent was a plus?"<br/><br/>After explaining herself, she tried to recall the rest of the video, going backwards from the last question that JJ had referenced. There were a lot of questions that involved sets of threes, she remembered, though the one that was sticking out to her now was her answer to what three words she would use to describe herself in bed. A slight blush took over her facial features. Not at the subject herself but more for how embarrassing of an answer she gave. It was cute, maybe, but definitely not an answer to spur on a gentleman in the sac.<br/><br/>"Ooooh boy. So you already know how amazing I am, huh? That's not fair! I should get to interview you back." Rhonda looked to JJ with an arched brow, then would deepen it a bit more to let him know she was serious if their eyes met. "Okay, Mr. JJ the Gym-owning-model, describe yourself in three words."