<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/dP066vb.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>Montreal, Québec, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | Late AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Villa's Competition Area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This, with red framed heart shaped sunglasses on her head, plain ol' black flip-flops (https://i.imgur.com/lQTI8xH.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Logan Thurston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006981#msg15006981)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">TL;DR</div><div class="spoiler_body">Logan</div></div>| Mentions all the lads<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Rhonda was not a morning person. Love Island was really testing her in the first few days. A go-go-go Day 1, followed by an absolutely boy-crazy and hectic Day 2 just to chase it down with another breakfast date and a competition Day 3. She was sure she was going to get kicked off of the island from pure exhaustion before she gets kicked out because all of the boys found her unappealing.<br/><br/>That was before the details of this competition came about.<br/><br/>All of the villa residents, those inside of it and technically outside of it, were to amass themselves on the patio and match a suitcase filled with a dirty secret to its owner. Ever since returning from her early morning breakfast date with Mark, Rhonda had pondered more about what her own secret would be than what she was going to learn about everyone else. She remembered not being very shy about her past when she was asked. The allure of being on television and needing to appeal to the greater crowd turned off all of her filters in the interview. Or at least that's what she's thinking now.<br/><br/>Standing in a neat line with the other girls in the villa, Rhonda scanned the men on the other end of the the stage. A few thoughts crossed her mind while she did so. The first was that it would be a complete no-contest if the girls had to square off against the boys in a fight. The femmes had the numerical advantage and looked far scrapier than their opposites. From what she gathered about half of them, they were all far too kind fight back, anyway. The second thing that she thought about looking at all of them was that they were all fairly different in their own way. Between the tattoos, the long hair, the beards, and the muscles, each of them had something that Rhonda found appealing. The ones that she's spent the most time with have many entries in the Venn diagram of attractiveness. Maybe it was a bit unfair to say considering she did in fact spend more time with those particular gentlemen. It would be more unfair to say that she should seek out further dates with those she hadn't had the pleasure. That would spell disaster.<br/><br/>As all things come in threes, the last thing that Rhonda had thought about was that all of the secrets that have been revealed about each of them so far. In some way or another, the secrets all involved sex. With a singular, apparently oblivious family. A rich woman with more money and a heightened sex drive than most. An incredibly naughty adventure in the backseat of a car (although he was ultimately caught and awarded for being so bold). Multiple dips into the pool of women in the European sporting world. It again made Rhonda wonder what Caroline and Love Island had in store for her and her secret when the time came. Or if, should the numbers work out in her favour. In regards to boys, those things never worked in her favour.<br/><br/>Of course, considering the show they all had signed up for, it was never a simple matter of pointing at someone and guessing whether or not that secret belonged to them. That doesn't make for good television. The girls were to lay a big wet one on the boy she thought owned that particular piece of baggage. The girls were not shy in the slightest. Cassie went up to kiss Rhonda's first lunch date, only for the secret to belong to her earlier breakfast date. The sequence was interesting, to say the least. Mark either found the most attractive family of girls in the world and couldn't tear himself away or is just in fact a conqueror. JJ looked the type to do such a thing as well, according to Cassie. Rhonda rolled from toe-to-heel a few times as if she knew better, but she would have no idea what to do with that secret in the same situation.<br/><br/>Asked to pick who had the sugar mama, Rhonda arched a brow at the reversal of the standard. She's been friends with a few sugar babies in her time, though they were exclusively female. For a guy to do it? Hell yeah, all the power to him. She thought about what kind of guy she would pay to be around when she was stupidly rich and older. Sam thought that someone was willing to pay Logan, Rhonda's Love Island better half, currently. Another curious sequence followed, with Sam nearly sticking the secret to Devon by inching towards him just to suddenly veer off to land a kiss on Logan. He played the game as he was meant to, allowing the girl in front of him to do as she was also meant to, but left it at that by pulling away as quick as it happened.<br/><br/>Rhonda, for the briefest of moments, was stunned by the idea that Logan would do such a thing and equally appalled by the audacity of Sam trying to make the most of the purely customary kiss. There was little opportunity to actually burst into a fireball of pure anger, however, as JJ was revealed to be the beneficiary of the sugar mama arrangement. Her anger was immediately doused, leaving her to just think that that made sense. JJ seemed to be someone who held onto what he valued tightly. When that is challenged by a woman with more money than sense, well, who was he to say no? Rhonda wasn't going to put him to the sword for that. She caught Logan looking at her as the whole situation unfolded. All that was offered on her end was a tilt of the head and a thoughtful purse of the lips. It was a gesture that said 'What can you do?'<br/><br/>The game continued with Grace stepping up to a suitcase with what Rhonda thought was a police ticket and some foam numbers. Of course it was those numbers. The platinum blonde girl justified her choice in Corey, declaring that standing in front of him was more to preserve the sanctity of their Love Island coupling than anything else. It turned out that the Hail Mary attempt paid off by being correct, too! It was the stuff of fairy tales. Corey and Grace made Rhonda think about herself coupled together with Logan. She didn't expect to see such a rock solid display of commitment from anyone, but here it was, even at the first competition. Rhonda shrugged to herself, unable to settle on whether or not she was putting enough effort into Rhogan as the two of Gracey. At least their kisses were on par, she thought.<br/><br/>Rhonda didn't know much about Owen, but he looked to be the most athletic of all the guys in a sporty sense. You could run around on a treadmill for days but you will never be built as well as someone who ran on a pitch or a field (those are probably the same things, but Rhonda is working on her Britishisms). A quick pivot and explosive power wasn't something you gained purely by being in the gym. He seemed to be the only one that would be well versed in the sporting world and Rhonda was proved right when Cleo thought the same. Advantage, girls.<br/><br/>Another suitcase descended from the mock-baggage chute and landed in Rhonda's cubby. Spying the other girls earlier, she immediately hopped up to the Security Check table. The suitcase was popped open with the flick of a few latches to reveal a couple of glasses and a postcard. Flipping the card stock paper about, she found an X on one side. Caroline spilled the tea about what the items meant, then asked Rhonda to pick who the secret belonged to.<br/><br/>"Are you fucking kidding me!? A TWIN!? How the hell does that come up? You expect me to just figure out which one of these mother fuckers just so happens to have a twin and then make out with him as my guess? HOLY SHIT. GET WRECKED." Is what Rhonda wanted to say.<br/><br/>"Oh, wow. Uh... that's a doozy of a secret." Was what Rhonda actually said when she rounded the Security Check table to stand in front of the boys. She eliminated those whose secrets were already revealed, only because she didn't think Love Island would be so boring as to double up on someone and deny another the rite of passage. That left James, Logan, and Devon... oh. Those numbers don't work, either. Ugh.<br/><br/>New strategy - deduction. JJ, Mark, and Devon seemed to be the type that wouldn't bother having their twin do their dirty work. Their twin would mess it up somehow and it would just get messier. It would be funnier, for sure, but if you want something to be done right...<br/><br/>Owen, owner of the latest secret and the uber muscular ball handler was axed fairly quickly.<br/><br/>James, while being ever present in the villa, wasn't someone she managed to have a conversation with. Rhonda still didn't know what to make of him, though by pure looks, he didn't seem to be the mischievous type. But maybe that was the idea of being mischievous. Too many unknowns here.<br/><br/>Corey also seemed to be far too much of an outstanding guy to send his twin in, but he also had sex with a girl in the back of his car. Not something she expected of him, so maybe he is capable...<br/><br/>That left Logan. He never said anything about his family aside from his mother and her cooking at Christmas. That didn't mean he couldn't have a twin, but was he really someone to send in a body double? A witty guy who had no fear of dropping an anecdote or engaging in clever wordplay and banter - would he really need a twin with no stake in the matter to take the brunt of an awkward conversation? She didn't think so... but then again.<br/><br/>Rhonda eyed each of the guys individually as she narrowed down her choice. "This is worse than picking who to be in a couple with." She laughed like she was joking, but her brain was melting under the pressure of guessing correctly. Stepping up to who she thought the secret belonged to, Rhonda proclaimed, "Okay, here goes!"<br/><br/>She waited for the guy to lean into her, as most all of them would have to considering the height difference, then brought up a pair of hands to clasp gently at either side of his face. She stayed there for as long as she felt she could, taking into the account the number of eyes that were on them right now and the slightest feeling of a retreat. Pulling back herself after several moments, she kept a hand on this gentleman's cheek and turned to Caroline with a puzzled look on her face. "If it's actually Logan, I'm making him draw me up a family tree!"