<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/intermediary/f/0ace64f2-70c4-4a84-8238-612f751ca766/d47uzvp-944a6986-4240-442e-b1cd-302591e2f4bd.jpg/v1/fill/w_762,h_1049,q_70,strp/wanda_langkowski_aka_sasquatch_by_wardogs101_d47uzvp-pre.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Sasquach<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Wanda Langowski<br/><strong>Location</strong>:Classroom<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:20 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Thunderbird, and anyone else<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.beautiful-women-pedia.com/images/asdis-ran-12a.jpg)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>"Not as bullet proof as you. I typically stop 22 and 25, maybe 32 at a distance. They pulled several AP rounds out of my back.  When I'm 10 foot tall and covered in white fur, I'm resilient up to tanks or better. Needless to say I don't like getting shot either." She looked up and followed his gaze. "You like the view?" She crossed her legs and leaned back to show off her top stretching under tension.<br/><br/>"So, what color is my eyes?" She asked in a teasing voice. She felt a shiver of memory as she flirted with him. It intensified with the kiss. She hadn’t had time to flinch away like she normally would have.<br/><br/><em>"You like what you see?" Wanda asked as she looked through the smoked filled room, slowing her spin around the pole as she moved to the beat of the music.</em>Wanda blinked as the memory stirred, trying to recall more details.<br/><br/>"Whoa..that was intense..." She said as she blinked up at Jimmy. "See you after class Jimmy." she called after him as she pulled out her memory journal and wrote down what she could recall before it faded.