<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/YlYXKf1.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002936#msg15002936)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>24<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Stockholm, Sweden<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | noon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa outdoor beds<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>as pictured<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>hopes and dreams<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Owen(Lustful)<br/><br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><div class="floatright">(https://images.immediate.co.uk/production/volatile/sites/3/2017/08/109183.png?quality=90&amp;lb=620,413&amp;background=white)</div>Nodding as Owen spoke about growing up and playing rugby, Elsa understood what he meant about the speed and skill required in the sport. Even if she didn't have a full grasp of rugby, that's what she had always loved about every sport. She was clearly never the largest, fastest, or strongest at any sport she played with her older brothers and friends but she was good at everything they played and that had always kept her competitive with them. So as Owen spoke about his love for the game, she understood where he was coming from. A lot of people looked at sports as just people fighting over a ball but she appreciated it for so much more than that.<br/><br/>Owen's conversation moved onto the subject of dating as she had asked him about it. It turned out that Elsa's personal proximity to professional athletes made her a bit more aware of players and names than the average person. She was surprised to hear that and it made sense what he said about it not yielding the quality of dates that he'd been after.<br/><br/>Elsa grinned,<strong>"Well if you come around to my gym in London after all this, if things haven't worked out for you that is. I'm sure I can introduce you to a host of fit, attractive women that would be happy to go on a date with you. And really quality dating is like drilling for oil. You know where all the good locations are but you never know what you're going to get until you start drilling. Which could be a dirty euphemism if taken by the wrong mind. Unless of course that's exactly what I meant."</strong>Elsa's grin widened before she laughed a little.<strong>"It was right there, I had to say it. I couldn't resist... But on a serious note. I totally understand what you say about dating and coming here. I've had terrible luck and we are only three days in. This is why I'm eating all this junk food. I really have no idea what I'm going to do. Been trying to tell myself over and over that I'm here for the adventure and meet new people, broaden my perspective on the world and dating. I just have to hang in there and hope I meet someone that I fancy and has a spark with me too. I mean it's a great experience being here and look at all the attractive and interesting people."</strong><br/><br/>Looking Owen over again, she appreciated his body and rugged good looks. So it was worth asking.<strong>"How are things going with Cassie? Are you getting on well? We talked this morning for a bit. She seems pretty chill. I like her, if things don't work out between the two of you let me know. I'll date her."</strong>Elsa grinned and winked playfully at Owen. In her head, she was thinking, or I'll date you. Which was probably obvious because she was smiling a little extra and still very much appreciating him. She even caught herself glancing down at the bulge in his shorts then quickly turning her head in embarrassment.<br/><br/>Elsa stared out across the beautiful pool trying to get her head screwed back on straight. The damn stress of his place was starting to do funny things to her. She quietly said to no one directly,<strong> "Oh this place, it's an emotional roller coaster."</strong>