<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/>Rhonda spun around on one heel to spot JJ coming toward her with remnants of their lunch in his arms. Smart boy, that. He himself spotted a a handy dip in the paddle boat and wasted little time depositing the goods into it. "Looks like we're all full of good ideas." She spoke in reference to his foraging and her protecting them from that star in the sky. She relinquished the bottle when JJ reached for it and obediently turned away from him when his finger gestured for her to do so. This being the furthest from her first rodeo when it came to being rubbed down with lotion, the young Asian girl reached behind her head to hold her hair up and away from her in a makeshift ponytail. Sunscreen doesn't work so well in her mane.<br/><br/>JJ had spent a bit of time on her shoulders, his hands working the lotion into them as well as relieving some of the stress in them with his deliberate massage. Rhonda didn't hide her thankful sighs when he remained there for longer than one would when applying sunscreen. He did move on to the rest of her back which led to her letting go of her hair to start to get to work on her arms and her front. A playful 'Ooo~' left her lips when he found the spaces between the strings of her bikini, more poking fun at the idea of it being a contentious move than it actually being one. Her own hands were working on her taut and toned tummy while JJ worked on her back. A bend at the hip gave her a bit of leverage to get her legs while undoubtedly giving her paddle boat partner a show all the while.<br/><br/>"Your turn? Do you even need any with all your ta-" Rhonda started speaking as she finished off her legs and feet. She was mid-speech when she turned around to spot JJ pulling his shirt up and over his head. "-toos..."<br/><br/>He really was covered in them. His partially covered sleeves gave way to his chest and stomach with his shirt off. The mosaic of art styles and themes over top a canvas of definition and muscle. She thought in that moment that she could get lost in it all, if only to figure out what that building was or if that was a Siberian tiger versus a Bengal. That was why. Absolutely.<br/><br/>Rhonda could have been caught staring in amazement for a long time if it wasn't for her one hand inadvertently squirting some sunscreen into the other. "Oh, right. Let's get some sunscreen on you." She mimicked his twirling finger in order to start getting to work on his back. 'Now, was that an eagle or a turkey?' was a thought that ran through her head as her eyes scanned the ink blots before her. 'Or is it two bears high-fiving each other? (https://imgix.bustle.com/rehost/2016/9/13/e31d375c-7210-4fa4-b5e1-32f14cd0d917.jpg?w=970&h=546&fit=crop&crop=faces&auto=format&q=70)'<br/><br/>Her hands on JJ's back would be an unfortunate and stark contrast to his on her own. They were on the colder side and her touch was gentle as opposed to strong and firm. If he had any expectation of a shiatsu massage, he'd be better off finding one of those chairs in a shopping mall. Or when Rhonda was in a saucy mood and needed to take it on his back over a massage table. Still, her job was done with tip-top efficiency, even going as far as to sneak a few swipes under the waistband of his shorts. It was done wordlessly and without intention of causing a reaction. There was something to be said about doing a good job!<br/><br/>"Alright, you're good!" Rhonda announced, stepping back once to admire her work. A little more sunscreen made it onto her first finger, which then made it onto JJ's nose once he turned around. "Oops. Missed a spot."<br/><br/>Before JJ could retaliate, she quickly turned toward the paddle boat. The bottle of sunscreen was tossed into the bag she found it in before she took a seat in the vessel. As she waited for her ship's first mate to join her, she rubbed  what was left of the sunscreen onto her face, her ears, and her neck. Things were no doubt going to get heated on Love Island - best not to have it show on her skin.