<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, around 1pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the bay, in a paddleboat<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/>JJ laughed good-naturedly at Rhonda’s reaction to his revelation about the cove.  In truth, he was looking forward to it as well.  Gentle tropical breeze, cool water in the shade, snacks and champagne on the boat… hot woman.  Yes, please.<br/><br/>He arched a brow at her when she joked about ditching the boat to beat him in a swim race to the cove… or maybe she meant that she would beat him there in her own boat.  Either way, he rolled his eyes dramatically and gave her a smirk.<br/><br/><strong>“You tell yourself whatever you like, short… ah… <strong><em>hot</em></strong> stuff.”</strong><br/><br/>He reached over and gave her tanned, toned upper thigh a squeeze like he was testing a piece of meat. Even with such a brief and casual squeeze, though, the fingers were warm, strong and sensuous. He knew how to work wth his hands.<br/><br/><strong>“You’ve got nice legs, granted, but unless one of your secrets is that you’re an Olympic swimmer, I think I can take you.”</strong><br/><br/>The sun beat down on them and JJ found himself very glad that the production crew had thought to include sunscreen in their boat pack.  He leaned back to grab a couple of the small sandwiches, brushing casually against her side as he did so.  It was a small boat… though he didn’t exactly try very hard to avoid her.  The outside of her arm rested against the washboard of his ribs and a bit of his slick, well-muscled back for a moment before he twisted back into his seat.<br/><br/><strong>“Here,”</strong>he said as he handed her the sandwich with one hand and pointed down the beach with the other.<strong>“It’s over there, but it’s a ways yet.  If you’ve got energy to burn we can see how fast we can both get us there?”</strong><br/>