<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/f8/69/4d/f8694d3a2bd7f1ca1e1f3e052c5c30df.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Ettiene Bonhomme (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9427792#msg9427792)<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Dating Constance Maree Jeannie Beauregard (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9449326#msg9449326)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage from Marseilles<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Connie, Open<br/>*wearing (http://www.malemodelscene.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Janice-Fronimakis-For-Canali-Fall-Winter-2011.12-MaleModelSceneNet-01.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Ettiene entered hand-in-hand with his lovely girlfriend, the bewitching Connie.  He was of above-average height with thick black hair.  His almond eyes were penetrating and intuitive, but only discerned humor and never anything else.  He was always smiling.  And why wouldn't he be?  Look at that stunning creature that stood beside him!  Oh, she transcended beauty.  She was elegance itself.  Ettiene truly loved that well-crafted woman, and though his friends implored him not to be, he couldn't help but be in love.<br/><br/>He was dressed for a casual day of boating, with his white sports coat over his thin grayish turtle-neck.  A red scarf accentuated his thin figure and gave it a more concrete appearance.  He was wearing gray slacks and black boating shoes, and was lugging a small satchel that carried some small sundries for the trip.  He had already taken care of their other luggage with the porter, and fortunately didn't mangle it.  If he had not been supervised by She who is Smarter and Better, then he would have received a number of sundresses and she would have received very many slacks.<br/><br/>"The beach was lovely, ma chere," Ettiene said as he squeezed her arm tenderly, smiling secretively.   "I cannot wait to do it again."<br/><br/>Ettiene didn't actually miss the beach.  He simply missed the isolation.  There was no one to hassle them and no one to oppress them.  The two restless lovers could be free to express themselves without worry, and idle in their fancies until the sun came up.  It was just so splendid to have no routine.  There had been no schedule.  They awoke whenever.  They fell asleep whenever.  They did what they wanted when they wanted, and sometimes all they wanted to do was nothing.<br/><br/>And though they were often inclined to do nothing, Ettiene felt like they had done so much!  The two had said more to one another in two weeks than they had said in two years.  The conversations were diverse and varied, and fortunately did not dwell on the issues that plagued their young relationship.  It was implicitly agreed between them that they shouldn't discuss their families.  Or their houses.  Or their friends.<br/><br/>"I will miss our solitude," the young man said.  Ettiene truly ravished that young woman, and had shared with her very many moments of extreme intimacy.  There was not an inch of her flesh that he had not gotten to know in extreme detail.  It was truly a wonder to see Ettiene so cheerful now.  He knew that their time together would be slim once they got back into the swing of things, and that the time that they did have together was going to leave much to be desired.   "But I'm glad that we did this.  I had... Connie, I had the best time ever.  You have made me peak early, dear.  A young man should never know so much joy all at once."<br/>