<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mlYqNfF.jpg)</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>1 July, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa Backyard<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>as pictured, and nude 4" heels (https://finestvibes.com/image/cache/catalog/trixy-nude-patent-high-heel-sandals-liliana-leeta-1-nude1-cr-1024x1269.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Johnny (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002284#msg15002284)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Johnny (Norse) | Open<br/><br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><strong>"Does this mean you're volunteering to put on some tight shorts... dig out the ol' budgie smugglers,"</strong>Elsa responded to Johnny's inquiry about what it takes.<strong>"I mean it wouldn't hurt, yeah? It's nice to know how fit a boy is and if the budgie smugglers show the goods, all the better."</strong>She laughed and put her plate aside, most of it gone except the guac that was about to become her weapon of choice.<br/><br/>Johnny was talking so sweetly and serious still. That's when she finally reached up and made her move with the guacamole. As the green smear was drawn across his cheek, she took to giggling. The situation was made even more ridiculous as he tried to see the damage in the reflection of a spoon. The threat of a food fight soon followed but she bolted up and made a dash for it. Or at least as dash like as you can get in four inch heels. She was aiming for the beds, a place he had made mention of moments before. Taking off for the furthest bed was probably a poor choice as he had very little effort to catch up to her - damn these heels. No more than a handful of paces which were hopefully extended by him taking time to wipe off his face... or not, she tried to use the crowd as obstacles, weaving around a couple of them. She probably bumped in someone along the way but her tiny frame was no obstacle for any boy she might run into, so just rolling with it, she kept on keeping on. When she heard him pace up behind her she glanced back over her shoulder and offered a laugh as his reward for catching up to her. Taking the last few steps needed she let herself strut a little in the heels, hips swaying enticingly and well aware that the short tight skirt was clinging to her backside. "Like the view," she called back over her shoulder. Than when she made it to bed she turned and allowed herself to fall bottom first onto the bed. Sliding her hands up into her hair, she spread it out over her shoulders the blond locks hair cascading out onto the pillows when she reclined back into a laying position.<br/><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><br/><strong>"Well, you've caught me. I bet that's probably the first time in your life you've ever had to chase a girl."</strong>She offered a cheeky grin.<strong>"I'm just happy you didn't throw me in the pool. That's what my brother's would have done."</strong>She let the statement hang in the air, she was curious what he was going to ask her or tell her next. What would the self styled smooth talker come out with next she mused over.