The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail
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				Title: <strong>The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>25-06-2019, 21:55:22</strong>
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				Saturday, June 1st 2019, Departure on the Love Boat<br><div align="center">(https://www.this-is-italy.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/04/Symphony-of-the-Seas.jpg)</div>The Symphony sets sail at 12 noon, local time. From New Orleans, Louisiana, with a course set through the Caribbean and around the surrounding islands, and all the way down to South America before arriving back in New Orleans at the end of their voyage. <br>Some contestants traveled a few hours from neighboring states. While others traveled halfway across the world to be at this once in a lifetime getaway. <br><br>Wherever they came from, and however far they traveled, nobody could deny the majesty that was the Symphony, waiting there at the dock as if royalty were approaching. All for these handful of lucky contest winners. But even as a logical person could convince themselves that this was all some big mistake, and this wasn't really happening to them, the captain herself stood by the walkway to greet each of her passengers personally, and welcome them aboard one of the most luxurious cruise ships built by human hands.<br><br>Once on board a crew member greets each of the ladies to personally escort them across the vast array of luxury suites to find the room assigned to them, deliver their luggage, and wish them a pleasant voyage before leaving to let them freshen up for the welcome cocktail party. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2015/01/28/2524EFD600000578-2929896-image-a-58_1422462783968.jpg)</div>Each room was rivaled only by the ship itself in state of the art luxury and comfort, and all smart operated. On the bedside table each of the ladies will find a tablet and a note reading:<br><br><em>"Welcome aboard the Symphony, the gold star of cruise line comfort and luxury. The provided tablet can be used to control the lights, curtains, television, room temperature, even prepare the water in your jacuzzi tub. While out at sea cellular service will be unavailable, but your tablets are also equipped with limited internet access, and are prepared with a number of movies and television programs that can be watched on the in room television. <br>There will also be special features that have to do with the contest, and your participation with the EftW Love Boat.<br><br>Once you have settled in, please join the other guests at the hot tub and bar, near the bow of the ship for the welcome cocktail party, a map of the ship has been included on the back of this message. <br><br>Congratulations again for joining us for this ladies night edition of The Love Boat, and good luck in finding all your heart's desires. <br><br>Your friends at,<br>Eyes for the World"</em><br><br>As promised, the back of the note displayed an in depth map of the ship, pointing out all of the key attractions. Not the least of which being the bar and hot tub at the front of the ship, where everyone was to gather to meet.<br><br>The hot tub was grand, with plenty of room for at least ten people to get comfortable while looking out over the front of the ship. <br>The bar right next to it was close enough that a person in the water could order and grab their drink without even getting out. On arriving anyone would notice that the bar was fully stocked with a knowledgeable bartender at the helm, but the counter was already covered in chilled martini glasses, ready with the signature cocktail, Between the Sheets.<br><div align="center">(https://s3.us-east-2.amazonaws.com/chrissy-tuxedo-no2/1500x861recipe-between-the-sheets-cocktail-recipe.jpg)</div><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=250 padding=5]https://placeholdit.imgix.net/~text?txtsize=14&amp;txt=150%C3%97200&amp;w=150&amp;h=200[/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]Name:[/b] <br>[b]Location:[/b]<br>[b]Date &amp; Time:[/b]<br>[b]Content/Mood:[/b] <br>[B]Wearing:[/b] (Just an idea at least<br>[b]Tagging:[/b] (Who are you addressing)<br>[hr]<br></code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>25-06-2019, 23:11:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Just arriving, then to her cabin<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 10:40 AM checkin; arriving at the party about 11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Introspection, grumpy, and nervous <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Jeans (tight), 'Sculptors Do It On the Rocks' t shirt, leather jacket<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> No one yet<br><hr><br>Albequerque to Chicago to New Orleans?&nbsp; In what rational world did that make sense?&nbsp; Clearly, airlines weren't believers in Intelligent Design.&nbsp; 'Ris was glad now she'd taken the stupid early flight; she arrived 'only' an hour later than scheduled, which still gave her time to get aboard and get unpacked.&nbsp; Her head was glad, anyway- her body was crabbing at her.&nbsp; Faced with a terminally cheery deck agent, she mumbled her way through intake, presented her ticket and ID, then, against her better judgement, surrendered her carry bags to an equally friendly steward type, who was so happy to help her find her cabin she wondered if they'd hidden the guy's paycheck in there. Knowing she was being surly, and feeling bad for it, she tried to press a tenner on him, but he refused with firm politeness.&nbsp; Apparently there was a system for how to tip on a cruise, different from the rest of the world.<br><em><br>Everything </em>was different now. And scary. Before, she'd hang out with female friends and have fun, and ignore the odd tension she sometimes felt in her chest and her thighs and behind her eyes.&nbsp; Now that she couldn't ignore it any more, knew what it meant, partying with a bunch of strangers was daunting.&nbsp; It wasn't that she bought into the nasty whispered stereotypes about gays being promiscuous and ready to jump anything with the same chromosome set- more that she really had no damn idea how to behave her own self.&nbsp; Why had she come?<br><br>Well...to meet someone?&nbsp; And get away from home while doing it, try to shed as much of the baggage of her still new coming out as she could. Picking up the brochure left on the bed counter in the (admit it, drop-dead gorgeous) room, she scanned it. A lot of food looking women stared back, from all over the place and in a bunch of different fields. Were any of them her type? The fuck should she know?&nbsp; She'd thought until not that long ago that her type was male, and that she just hadn't found Mr. Compatible In Bed yet.&nbsp; What was she looking for in...girlfriend? Clue. Less.&nbsp; A couple of them, both blondes, were close to her body type, at least judging from the meet-and-greet sheet.&nbsp; Did that mean anything? No idea.<br><br>Most of her bags would be down later, she'd been told, carefully deposited in her room by the invisible elves of the crew. Were any of them gay, she wondered? How did they feel about working a same-sex hookup cruise?&nbsp; Whatever, too many things that weren't her issues, and that she couldn't do anything about anyway.&nbsp; She set to unpacking her toiletries and her 'emergency' stash of underwear and a couple of clean shirt that had been in her carryalls along with her camera and laptop.&nbsp; Then came the first real big decision of the trip: the first meetup was poolside. Which suit?&nbsp; She'd packed two, a reasonably modest&nbsp; bikini (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c3/19/fe/c319fe9a433e8df77e26ddd5f073ed2a.jpg) that she'd bought mostly because of the sort of Southwestern patter on the top, and a more concealing but still classy (she hoped) one piece (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg). She didn't think of herself as having a 'bathing suit body', although she figured she was nice enough to look at.<br><br>Of course what she thought mattered less than what the rest of the passengers did..<br><br>Screw that. She was going to be comfortable.&nbsp; Off with the jeans and t and underwear, all piled in a small heap on the bed. On with the one piece.&nbsp; Later, when she'd built up some courage, she'd maybe wear the 'kini. Stupid to pack it and no wear it, right?<br><br>Three deep breaths, cleansing, just like JenAnn had taught her.<em> I can do this.&nbsp; Whatever 'this' is</em>.&nbsp; Then, making sure she had her key (she'd look a total idiot if she locked herself out on the first damn day), she stepped out into the hall, oriented herself, and headed off for the hot tub area.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>25-06-2019, 23:38:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dbp7l9m.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lakresha Price<br><strong>Location:</strong> Cabin, then walking to the bow<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Getting into the groove<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Striped two piece, crossbones durag, black cat's paw deck shoes, hoop earrings, hip fob<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Marissa, open<br><hr><br>The jazz reminded her of late nights on college radio, the calm before the storm and the soulful afterglow post-signoff when they hit that button in the control room and Black Cat Crossing yielded the air. There was power in this music. There was a virus compelling her to work out those coffee jitters even as she stepped from the suite shower with her face in a towel. Bop, bop, with the water roaring it had been a muffled siren song, but out in the room it awaited her just as she'd left it. It didn't matter when you walked in on jazz, the music welcomed you back with a smoky warmth.<br><br>Pistols from the hip turned into shimmy turned into wet slide across the hardwood. Toes screwed in rhythm with the warbling trumpet toot, the in and out of musician's breath. A bright noon sea view, too vivid to translate to canvas, greeted her as she unloaded her swimsuits. Horizontal's slimming, vertical's slimming, so she stepped into bold diagonal in a two piece with the expensive stitching to contain her curves. Smooth, dark, trained voice joined the music.<br>"Hmm hmm, mm-m-mmm."<br><em>Thunk. </em>The lipstick footlocker unbolted, and it opened and unfolded into an arsenal. Bond Girl, no, Freckletone Nude, no, Blackcurrant, no, Screen Queen, no, Super Seventies, <em>yes, </em>with a touch of Beat Drop for interest.<br>"Doo wop a deet-deet."<br><br>In front of the mirror with a spritz of detangler and comb she soldiered, stern-eyed. <em>Don't you dare, </em>she warned the little kink up top with brandished comb, <em>don't you dare. </em>Down from the crown she preened. Down over ears feeling nude without their hoops, no curls, no curls, and there with a flourish and a flip she let the curls roam free, go crazy down shoulders dimpled by bikini top.<br>Darker, winking lashes. Come hither eyes, a surreptitious first impression in the making.<br>"You do alright," she told herself. A turn, to regard herself from the side. "Yeah. Come get it."<br><br>There was no sense being the first one to arrive. Ms. Price tied the skull and crossbones over her hair, tried on her flirty deck shoes for the first time ever, and pushed buttons on the television until staff intervention would be needed to unlock it from a humming blue screen.<br><em>Sigh. </em><br>That was all she could stand of being alone. Lakresha stepped from her room, hopeful smile, and scanned the halls of her cozy little corner of the ship for someone to follow. Someone to tag along with, and have a little pre-party chat, before the real talk. It was difficult to tell where the voices were coming from. Adjoining rooms, or adjoining decks, too muffled to eavesdrop properly. Too claustrophobic to people watch. The jazz continued in her room without her as she set out, twirling her fob.<br><br>There was someone, walking. Out of uniform and dressed for a dip, or at least a lounge someplace wet, and that was a good sign.<br>"Hey," she whispered. Stage whisper, suitable for consumption five doors down. "Want to check out the bar with me?"<br>She was a white girl. Had a posture like she was willing to try this out, and that was a great place to start. An earnest place to start. Not in any special hurry to need to choose between <em>a) </em>drinking alone or <em>b) </em>stewing alone. Lakresha scampered to join.<br>"Feels like walking around in a spaceship down here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>26-06-2019, 00:25:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CTdHHZI.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amelia Thompson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931886#msg14931886)<br><strong>Location:</strong> New Orleans &gt; Front of ship bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, 11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Arrival - A little withdrawn<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See picture + skinny-jeans &gt; One-piece swimsuit (https://i.imgur.com/Qs8OOtj.png), sandals with raised heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open as a book!<br><hr><br><em>"New Orleans?! When did you get there?!"</em><br><strong>"Last night ma, look-</strong><br><em>"What about your father's birthday?! You know he's been looking forward to your visit, it's been three years!"</em><br><strong>"It's not been- Wait maybe it has..."</strong><br><em>"It has! Every time you promise you'll come, you cancel last minute!"</em><br><strong>"I know ma, I'm sorry, it's-"</strong><br><em>"It's your own damn father you should be apologizing to, not me!"</em><br><strong>"Look, you're constantly nagging me about taking more time off. This is a once in a lifetime thing, and I'm literally standing by the dock right now. Can't we just <em>please</em> have this conversation later?"</strong><br><em>"(sigh) Please call him at least... You know he misses you. Ya'know, I was talking with the editor for the-"</em><br><strong>"Not this again. I'm not taking the job, so stop giving him hope."</strong><br><em>"He's a big fan of your work! Think about it at least?"</em><br><strong>"... I need to go mom, the others are starting to board. Tell dad I love him, and that I'll try to visit as soon as I can. Talk to you soon okay?"</strong><br><em>"... Alright hun, take care, love you. Just think about it, okay?"</em><br>*beep*<br><br><strong>"Like hell I'll think about it... God fucking damn it."</strong> Amelia was tempted to throw the phone to the fish. Ultimately it was the pricetag that got her to change her mind, and the phone returned to the pocket of her jacket. <em>Way to kill the mood mom, Jesus. First vacation in five years and you try to guilt-trip me out of it? Come on..."</em><br><br>Seeing the crowd rapidly moving along the gangway was enough for Amelia to stop rubbing her temples, get her luggage and move on. God she hoped she'd have reception on her dad's birthday, though knowing her luck she suspected she wouldn't. Either way she'd have to wait and see, if nothing else she'd call him at some point when they were at dock. She handed off most of her luggage to a handler, keeping a single suitcase on hand, just in case it took some time to sort out the luggage for all the passengers, and pressed on.<br><br>The queue felt like it took forever once she first stood in it. Still, it moved along. Soon enough she was standing at the checkpoint.<br><br><em>"Can I see your pa-"</em><br><strong>"I know the drill."</strong> The boarding pass was in the left pocket, she held it between her lips as she pulled out the passport from the right and handed the bundle over. It all checked out, and she was led on. She was met by the stewardess who would lead her to her room, and who offered to handle her suitcase. No real reason not to, so she handed it over and walked alongside the woman through the hallways. The stewardess was explaining about the facilities, but Amelia wasn't listening. The unnaturally chipper attitude was almost intimidating on its own.<br><em>Well, if this career fails, I'm sure you'll have a bright career ahead of you in telemarketing.</em> <br><br>They arrived at her room not a moment too early. Despite her cynical attitude, she thanked the stewardess and pulled her suitcase along with her into the room, shutting the door after her. Looking at the clock, she didn't have a lot of time to get ready, at least it felt like she didn't. <br><br><strong>"One-piece to make sure nobody thinks you're a bicycle..."</strong> Amelia mumbled along as she rummaged through the suitcase, figuring out what to wear. <strong>"Heels to counteract the bicycle-thing..."</strong> After getting changed, it was over to the bathroom to apply makeup. <strong>"Eyeshadow to hide that you have the night-cycle of a teenager... Lipstick so something's kissable even if your personality is shit..."</strong> Self depreciation was a form of comedy right? Well, that was that, all dressed up.<br><br><hr><br><em>God... This is so much easier while working...</em> While the thought of approaching someone hit her, she pussied out and ended up going for one of the bars instead. The stewardess had been low-key bragging about some signature drink while they were making their way to her room, that much she had picked up on at least, and there was no doubt she'd need at least a little liquor to loosen up, so when the drink was offered up, who was she to decline.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>26-06-2019, 01:18:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/9/91/1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg/397px-1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maxine 'Max' Ernshaw (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931471#msg14931471)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Room -&gt; Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, ~11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> &nbsp;Lonely Island - I'm on a Boat (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avaSdC0QOUM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue halter bikini top (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/02/32/98/02329848adf3e54cda3dc5cbccfce0aa.jpg) &amp; pineapple swim trunks (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5d/0d/32/5d0d32296de5c51b18f2ca321fc05178.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Max traveled light, so the porter that guided her to her cabin had nothing more to carry than a gym bag.&nbsp; The friendly staff and sense of adventure drew the skinny androgyne's lips into a broad grin as she walked onto the ship and unabashedly gawked like a tourist.&nbsp; Lowering her dark, gold-rimmed aviators, she peered around the deck with a whistle, hoping to catch a glimpse of some of the other contestants who were destined to share the cruise with her.&nbsp; Unfortunately, she'd arrived too early to catch sight of any of them, having shown up well in advance of the designated departure time.&nbsp; It was a habit of hers to show up way too early to stuff she wanted to do...and squeak in right on time to things she dreaded.&nbsp; Still, it meant her friends could always rely on an extra pair of hands for party prep.<br><br>When they reached her cabin, she let out another of those low whistles and arched a brow at the steward, as if double-checking that they'd arrived at the proper room.&nbsp; Once she was alone, she slid her sunglasses up into the thick, tousled mop of bleached hair atop her head and fell back across the bed with a grin.&nbsp; Man, this vacation was going to be <em>sweet</em>.<br><br>An hour and a half later, the ship's horn sounded and woke her up from her contented doze.&nbsp; Realizing they were pulling away from the dock, she jumped off the bed and crossed the room to peer out of the porthole, feeling the excitement over the trip bubbling back up inside of her.&nbsp; After watching them move away from the dock for a bit, she finally explored the room, playing around a bit with the tablet before reading the information pamphlet that had been left for her.&nbsp; Seeing she had a bit of time before she was expected at the hot tub, she flopped back onto the bed and started scrolling slowly through the dossier's provided on the other women.<br><br>Man, they were all absolutely gorgeous.&nbsp; She liked that their info was written in their own hand, they gave her a good sense of who the others were.&nbsp; It was difficult to pull herself away from the profiles, but she knew she'd want a quick freshen-up before she headed for the party to meet those women in person.&nbsp; Pulling up some alternative rock, she carried the tablet with her to the bathroom along with her toiletries kit.<br><br>Twenty minutes later, she stepped out of her room with her aviators back on her face and her teeth freshly-brushed.&nbsp; A hint of mint carried on her breath and her unkempt hair had been combed over to one side, but she hadn't bothered with product.&nbsp; They were going to be in a hot tub, and pomade didn't mix well with water-based activities.&nbsp; Even if she didn't plan to spend a lot of time with her head under water...better safe than sorry.<br><br>Smirking at herself, she followed the map she'd memorized toward the bow of the ship, gazing around with wonder when she reached the deck.&nbsp; The ocean looked amazing and she was still processing the fact that she'd get to enjoy it for weeks, along with the company of beautiful women and, she had no doubt, excellent food and entertainment.&nbsp; The urge to pinch herself was getting stronger, but she held off.&nbsp; The sight of the well-stocked bar drew her like a thirsty moth to an alcoholic flame and she plucked one of the waiting drinks from amid the others.&nbsp; Glancing around, she took a sip and flashed a half smile at the women who were filtering in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>26-06-2019, 01:43:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy<br><strong>Location:</strong> On her way to the pool reception<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 11:30ish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> REALLY nervous; those first-timer jitters<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg), beach sandals, and a towel.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lakresha, open<br><hr><br>Barely halfway to the bar, in part thanks to a couple of wrong turns, and what Marissa had hoped for and feared happened: someone spoke to her.&nbsp; And what a someone! Perfect milky chocolate skin, amazing hair...stacked like a porn star. Which was in no way an insult, since noticing female porn stars more than was probably healthy had been one of the 'early warning signs' that she wasn't quite wired as she'd always thought.<br><br>A great thing, since it meant 'Ris didn't have to find a way to break the ice. Not so good since she had no idea what to do next.<br><br>Well, duh? You say hello. "Hey," she managed to get out, trying not to gawk (the suit wasn't containing the curvy body terribly well), and gave the other woman a bit of a grin. Not the full-on one that an ex- had said could light candles if she used it more- that one folks didn't see until they knew her better. But it was a smile, at least. Of sorts.<br><br>"I know, right?," she tacked on after a breath, in response to her new companion's comment about the size of the ship. "I've lived in smaller apartment buildings.&nbsp; Already got lost once. If I vanish, send for the dogs, huh?"&nbsp; A few paces further along and she realized she'd forgotten the most important part. "Oh. Marissa. Or Ris, whatever. I'm not fussy about it." Another breath, another look.&nbsp; She'd always <em>noticed </em>good-looking girls before, but this was a whole other thing, this breathless panicked wondering. "Sorry. Rough flight in, and this is all a little new to me."&nbsp; She didn't elaborate. If the other woman wanted to think she was talking just about the cruise, that was&nbsp; fine by her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>26-06-2019, 02:14:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/GNbrFcH.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931277#msg14931277)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding | Concierge | Hot tub Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> morning arrival the first day<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> This cruise is gonna be lit.. and prepared to get her heart broken... Ellie Goulding - Something In The Way You Move ♪♫♬ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0_GWTy9FEM) Nothing left to do but dance<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See images (casual grey leggings and white loose top, changing into orange cream two piece thong bikini for the hot tub party)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bar Tender | Amelia | Max | Open<br><hr><br>Boarding was a breeze, Elsa's internal clock was seven hours ahead of this timezone and she was wide awake and excited. All one hundred fifty five centimetres of her bounced with excitement. That would be five foot one inch for the Americans taking measurements as she very literally bounced on her toes trying to see past people while waiting in line. Passport, check, ID check, reservations confirmed, check... The smiling, greeting, Captain and Concierge... check and double check!<br><br>Alone in her room Elsa looked about as if someone was going to pop out of the decor, once satisfied that all was right with the scene she turned on some music and danced around the cabin. The gigantic bed called to her, begging to be jumped on, it's soft pillowy platform all but daring her to risk it. Hopping on top she bounced and danced, singing into her hairbrush because she could and she had energy to burn. After several more minutes of what turned into semi clothed cabin dancing aerobics, Elsa collapsed on the sofa and perused the aforementioned tablet. Situating herself with the map, confirming the immediate itinerary, and checking out her cruise mates mini bios. Leaving what was left of her clothing strewn about the room in the most unlikely of places. She poured herself into the shower and got ready. It never occurred to her anything remotely close to modesty as she pulled out her swimsuit for the hot tub meet up. The barely there string top held her boobs in adequately while revealing almost everything anyways. The matching orange cream bottoms were only slightly thicker than the size of dental floss but did a close impression of it as the thong divided both halves of her backside. She had a lot of experience walking around in front of an audience with nothing but a tan and tiny cloth triangles for modesty so walking on the ship like this wasn't going to be an issue for her. Without thought or self consciousness she left for the meet up.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/xZYLIjJ.jpg?1)</div>Elsa's voice echoed in the halls as she sang and danced her way through the maze and up to the hot tub time machine bar. A few others had beat her to the locale but her eyes landed on the tub, it was huge. Her smile curled as her head looked around checking out the hopefully new friends. She slammed herself into the bar with the excitement only a cartoon Tasmanian devil on espresso shots could bring. The lean very well defined muscles of her calves flexed when she continued her bouncing. Without even asking the bar tender slid her one of the prepared beverages that the eyeballs had already locked onto it. This was it, the famous -Beneath the Sheets- drink she had heard of. Elsa's fingers wrapped around the goblet's stem and she proceeded to imbibe a most ambitious mouthful. Her eyes went wide and she disposed of the glass on the counter, gasping for air and laughing at herself. If not for the burn at least the remnants on her lips tasted fantastic, her tongue licking them.<br><br>"Ice, please," Elsa pleaded with the bar keep who slid her a glass with a few rocks in it. She picked it up and put one in her mouth rolling it around to alleviate the burning sensation of the thirty percent alcohol based beverage. Her lips formed a perfect -Oh- as she breathed out a few times. Steadily the sensation came back to her tongue and throat.<br><br>Elsa looked at Amelia before speaking, "Wasn't expecting that." She pointed at her almost half empty glass. "Think I was a bit to over zealous." She shook her head with shoulders shaking with mirth. "My anxiety is getting the better of me so I'm attacking this experience like it's a competition. Perhaps I should slow down a bit... Maybe start with my name. I'm Elsa, I think you are Amelia, yes? Pleasure to meet you." Noticeably calming down, she slipped her backside up onto the stool, turning to face, Amelia. "You look much more relaxed about all of this than I am. How's your experience been so far?"<br><br>Before letting the questions get answered she noticed the shorts wearing Max alone at the other end of the bar. Elsa tilted to the side to catch her attention, dangling out from the bar rails. Her hand gave a little finger wave and motioned a request for Max to join them. She raised her voice, Swedish accent peppering her everyday Swenglish, "Hello, I am Elsa. Join us."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>26-06-2019, 07:09:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dbp7l9m.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lakresha Price<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at the hot tub party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Touching the playlist<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Striped two piece, crossbones durag, black cat's paw deck shoes, hoop earrings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Marissa, Elsa, open<br><hr><br>"Well Ris, you could have stayed in, but here you are."<br>Rough flight- not a frequent flyer. All new- not a boater, either. Big apartments, big city, but a soft talker, a slow talker. Maybe she hadn't been born in the big city. Maybe she had come out following a dream, immersing herself in a strange new culture like this one. What kind of dream it was would keep Lakresha wondering.<br>"I'm glad you did. Lakresha Price, I'm in eighty-one sixteen."<br>Shellshocked dreamer, that was the impression Melissa gave. She reminded a bit of a girl who joined the writing staff at the start of season two, after the heavy lifting talent had left for other projects. Had been fresh from the struggle, had introduced herself to the insular writer's room like a captive wolf rejoining the wild, sink or swim. Had sat down to talk with Lakresha one morning about the direction of the character, and out of the certainly rambling incoherent word soup Lakresha laid on her, had distilled two of Ms. Price's all-time favorite scenes. Had kissed the face of art, with a trashy little sci-fi about urban superheroes with oughties attitude.<br><br>She wondered what had happened to Pattini sometimes. Stint writers never got an invitation to cast reunions. They were used up, all their beautiful creativity, and kicked to the curb. Lakresha walked close to Marissa.<br>"I'm supposed to ask you what you do next, but that's party talk and we're not there yet. We're supposed to get to know each other there, as I hear it. So don't feel like you've gotta fit yourself in a tidy little box. I always liked taking my time to get to know someone."<br>Marissa wasn't quite meeting her eyes, each time she looked over. Lakresha's gaze was there each time, to gauge whether the confidence was slowly coming or whether she was simply making this woman uncomfortable.<br>"One thing, I've found. It really helps me remember names."<br><br>The hot tub party yawned wide open before her. There was no escape from its club lit gravitational pull. This was where the mad scientist would step out onto the balcony and and say <em>I knew you'd come. You couldn't resist. </em><br>"Oooh, this is too sexy, I might have to rethink my shoes."<br>There were a few here already. It was rather white, and blonde, and for a moment came a tinge of <em>what is happening here, </em>but the sight of Elsa put her at ease. In the company of a fellow thonged butt, that worry of going too far too fast up and evaporated. She gave a wave of acknowledgement from afar.<br><br>"Hey, girls."<br>Lakresha unclipped the fob from her bikini bottoms and handed it across the bar. Into a communal bowl under there she imagined it going, like some 1970s swingers' party. God, what a deckade- and straight out of it, the hot tub called to her.<br>"Did you keep the water warm for me?"<br>Music. Lakresha helped herself to the playlist if only for one selection, brushed the sienna-streaked hair from her eyes as she dipped down to touch the screen.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Music: Justice - ON'N'ON</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TIW1m3jbEsg<br></div></div><br><br>King Crimson bass set the expectation, prog rock cymbal percussion ticked like the seconds of a clock, surrealist dadaist fantasy made sound.<br><em>♫ Before day break there were none </em><br>The smile to Marissa now with bodies between them was the one flashed from the recording studio to a reticent guest. The first step was the hardest.<br><em>♪ And as it broke there was one<br>♪ The moon, the sun it goes on'n'on. </em><br><br>"How's everybody doing tonight?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>26-06-2019, 13:25:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CTdHHZI.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amelia Thompson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931886#msg14931886)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front of ship bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, 11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Arrival - A little withdrawn<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One-piece swimsuit (https://i.imgur.com/Qs8OOtj.png), sandals with raised heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Elsa, open<br><hr><br>The drink wasn't half bad, it definitely tasted heavily of alcohol though, no doubt about that. On Amelia's part she was carefully sipping on it, her new neighbor didn't seem so inclined. Aaaand subsequently felt the burn, both figuratively and literally as she had to ask the bartender for ice. it was enough to get a chuckle out of her though, so maybe it wasn't such a bad thing.<br><br>Still, looking over... She'd expected the other guests to be attractive, though she hadn't thought she'd be sitting next to some Scandinavian supermodel. That was her first guess anyway, given she hadn't seen the passenger manifesto when she was in her room. <br><br><em>She's so far out of my league isn't she...</em><br><br>Amelia knew those kinds of thoughts were counterproductive beyond belief, but it was hard not to have them. It was supposed to be some kind of dating cruise, she knew she had to put herself out there a bit. Even if it meant... Well, aiming leagues above.<br><br><strong>"Amelia, yes. And you're..."</strong> Well obviously her name was Elsa, Amelia was trying to pin down nationality. The accent was without a doubt Scandinavian, but she doubted it was Norwegian. She'd heard the Norwegian accent enough that she could somewhat reasonably rule it out. She knew Danish and Swedish were very similar in accents though. It was kind of a gamble, but she felt more confident it was Swedish. <strong>"Swedish, I'm guessing?"</strong><br><br>She had another few sips of her drink. She knew she had to get some alcohol pumping in her blood so she'd relax a bit. While she wasn't noticeably tense or anything, her mind was in different places, and she'd prefer them to stay on the ship. <br><br><strong>"Mmm, don't know about relaxed, but I'm used to the travel if nothing else,"</strong> Amelia said. She had another sip of her drink. She could see she was approaching the bottom already, kind of a good thing she figured. <strong>"Not stellar, I'll admit that much."</strong> Amelia let out a half-hearted chuckle before continuing. <strong>"First vacation in five years and I get the whole spiel from my mother that I never visit. It is what it is, hopefully some drinks, and some good company, will let me forget."</strong><br><br>Speaking of good company, she turned as Elsa gave someone else some attention. First glance... Tomboyish, a lot more "visibly" lesbian than a lot of the others. Looked like fun though, she couldn't deny that. Given Elsa had already made contact, Amelia on her part just raised her glass and nodded to an empty seat with a welcoming smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>26-06-2019, 15:17:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pool deck party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 11:30ish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Trying to open the shell; checking out the scene<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg), beach sandals, and a towel.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lakresha, *Max, open.<br><hr><br>Lakresha. Oddly pretty, one of those exotic names that folks seemed to be coming up with these days, especially people of color. A lot of the time, Ris thought parents just tossed darts at alphabet blocks, and wrote down whatever they hit. Made no damn sense. Some of them were effective, though, and Lakresha struck her as one of them.&nbsp; Beat the hell out of yet another Brittany, or Beth. The woman was also clearly trying to be reassuring, which was...nice? Like, what had she expected, though, fangs and claws?<br><br>"Eighty three fourteen."&nbsp; Damn. She didn't want to seem standoffish- sorta was against the whole point of the project, you know? But she'd never been good at small talk. Catch-22: <em> don't talk much 'til you get to know me, won't get to know me unless I talk. </em>"I, uh...kinda got the whole 'fore' and 'aft' thing mixed up."&nbsp; A quick shrug, and she answered the question that Lakresha had asked then unasked. "I'm an artist. Sculpture, sort of. Little hard to explain. Easier to show."&nbsp; Oh God. Had that sounded like a come-on?&nbsp; Was it a problem if it did? Wasn't that the idea, eventually, at least? The rest of the thankfully short walk was made in silence.<br><br>Silence was not a thing once they were out on the pool deck, though. Dance party music was blasting away, though since it was open air, it was less skull-splitting than it would have been at a club. A handful of the other women were already there, including the two blondes who were built the same as she was.&nbsp; One of them, the real tomboyish one, was hanging back a bit, seemed like, and gave Rissa an immediate flash of how she herself must appear to the others.&nbsp; Seriously needed to work on that.<br><br>The third blonde looked as if she could leg press a pickup truck. Marissa had never really liked the Amazon thing herself, but the woman had a lovely face, and the charming lilt of her Nordic accent carried&nbsp; a little bit, making the nervous artist grin despite herself.&nbsp; Easing up to the bar, she smiled and nodded at the others, then claimed one of the day's signature drinks. One sip told her she would not be grabbing another. Not unless she wanted to wake up in Vegas married to three different girls and a chimp named Elvis.&nbsp; Wow!<br><br>She didn't want to wallflower, but crashing someone else's conversation was never her style, either.&nbsp; Lakresha was playing with the music system, which left the thin girl with the butch haircut.&nbsp; There really ought to be a book: <strong>Twenty-One Good Opening Lines For When You're Single And Awkward At A Mixer</strong>.&nbsp; Probably was, somewhere, but she'd never read it, so she had to make do.&nbsp; Sidling over closer to- what was her name? Maxine, that was it, she raised her glass.&nbsp; "Nice day for it, at least." Oh God, seriously?&nbsp; The <em>weather</em>?&nbsp; She could do better than that.&nbsp; "Rissa. So do you prefer Maxine, or Max?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>26-06-2019, 17:32:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dbp7l9m.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lakresha Price<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at the hot tub party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Getting in the hot tub<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Striped two piece, crossbones durag, black cat's paw deck shoes, hoop earrings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Marissa, Max, open<br><hr><br>"Fore~"<br>The distance between she and Ris once the mingling kicked off allowed her to demonstrate. Thumb plucked daring under the delta of her bikini bottoms, where the stitching curved well below her navel.<br>"Aft."<br>A turn, fingers scissored to tag the triangle in the back with an eye-catching strum, a look over her shoulder.<br>"That's how I keep it straight. Don't know if you've ever watched much golf, on a lazy Saturday, but when my boy Tiger Woods says <em>fore, </em>he's saying watch out, this ball's launching from my twelve o'clock in a most expeditious manner."<br><br>"What about Mythbusters, did you ever see that?"<br>It seemed unanimous that drinks came before the dip. Lakresha drifted along the bar to put in her time, though her eyes were on the water, and dreaming about how amazing that would feel.<br>"I always liked Adam Savage, so I checked out this documentary he did with Weta Workshop. He got into that in a big way, sculpting little hobbit scenery so detailed it looks real on the big screen. Like Star Wars, when they used to make little miniature ships and claymation monsters, before the green screens. It got me pondering how those sculptors would describe their art to someone's granny. Dream jobs usually work out to be something too complicated and beautiful to really describe in two words. That's why I don't like the whole <em>what-do-you-do </em>thing."<br><br>"Another time, you can show me."<br>Oh, that hot tub. If Ris was going to hit up Heartthrob Frankie, she was going to take the plunge. Up onto the step Lakresha climbed to slip out of her shoes, a loom over the too-close bar, wrecking ball breasts.<br>"But I want to hear all about it."<br><br>Reaching silky legs out across the water with all the room in the world, no bodies yet to navigate between was the greatest feeling. With a stretch, she let the burbling water claim milk chocolate limbs and melt her down inch after inch, a slow slide, a moaning exhale. Lakresha needed to hold the side to keep from pooling at the bottom.<br><br>This was way better than flirting, she quickly realized. If only she could get someone to talk to her about any old thing while her whole body vibrated at a pleasing rhythm and the music took her heart someplace tribal and intense, that would be all the emotional fulfillment anyone really needed.<br><br>"I'll take that drink now," she said once she could distinguish her own body from the water again. A languid reach claimed it, and tipped to lips at the edges of her fingers, little sips, lipstick kiss. "Thank you, love."<br><br>"Anyone puzzle out what's up with the zodiac business?"<br>Holding her drink up out of the water became her full time job as the hot tub did its thing.<br>"Like I haven't thought about that in a long time, since unicorns and numerology in grade school. But it's a quirky kind of cool, you know? I did some reading on the plane, and now I definitely <em>do </em>feel like a Leo. I want to get my lion-ess on."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>26-06-2019, 19:27:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maya Williams<br><strong>Location:</strong> Suite -&gt; Welcome Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, 11:45<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Excited, and only a little lost<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Elsa, Lakresha<br><hr><br>Stepping out of her cab with a pair of sunglasses covering her eyes, Maya looked out over the pier to cast her tired gaze over the immensity that was the ship she was supposed to be boarding. It must have been twice the size of the airplane she took to the states and at least ten times more grand. Just standing in front of the walkway leading on board made her feel like she should wipe her feet, and only just a little embarrassed by her slightly haggard appearance. <br><br>The flight from Auckland was a soul crushing twenty hours long, and they only put up with her standing in the isle, bouncing her soccer ball on her knees for so long. After that it was just unsettled fidgeting, and by the time the plane landed she knew she would he in no condition to meet people. Especially ladies that she was hoping to impress with her grace and charm. That's why she had the idea to arrive a day early, so she could be nice and fresh for the trip. But then she had enough time to check out Bourbon St., which was known for many things, but relaxation and waking up bright eyed and bushy tailed weren't on that list. So standing there with the hot, New Orleans sun bearing down on her, Maya was very glad she had the sense not to get a hangover. But was definitely ready to splash some water on her face before meeting everyone else. <br><br>She was more than ready to hand her bags over to the crewmen when they offer to take them, having had quite enough of carrying them in the heat for today. She would follow her guide, offering up a polite "Yeah?...wow…that's terrific…" as the young man described the ship and its amenities. After all it's not like he was expecting a conversation, the guy obviously had work to do and she wasn't really here to chat up a bloke. Once in her suite with the door closed, she sucked in a deep breath while looking around the room that could nearly put her penthouse condo to shame, and let it out in a long vocalized exhale that turned into a… "Fuuuuuuuccckking brilliant…"<br><br>She knew she didn't have a lot of time to get ready for this hot tub cocktail party, so she began moving around her room with a newfound energy, splashing handfuls of water on her face while she was already pulling her clothes off and then going straight for the mini fridge, that contained… "Yes!" Red Bull, and even a little note that said all the refreshments were complimentary, with regards from EftW. Being that there was also a nice selection of mini champagne bottles, this was a treat that was definitely more than she had expected, and would absolutely come in handy.<br>Cracking the can she was in the middle if chugging the poison as she opened her suitcase to dig through the clothes she brought. <br><br>"No. Shit!" She exclaimed to herself. Did she really only bring these athletic, one piece togs?! Everyone's gonna think she's the lifeguard or something...but lifeguards are a <em>little</em> sexy, right? Of course, the only time she was on the water she was doing something&nbsp; that would tear a bikini straight off, and why would she even consider going shopping for this trip? She was too busy ditsing around to do anything like be prepared. Besides, the ladies were right in the middle of the World Cup, and that meant most nights had to be spent at the pub...<br>Digging through her bag she found a suit that was at least somewhat sexy. At least it tied in front to show a little cleavage. <br><br>Finishing the energy drink and tossing the can to the bin, she finished pulling her suit on and slipped into a pair of jandals. The whole look was finished with her sunglasses stuck on her head before finally going to check out her note and accompanying tablet. It was in reading the welcome message and then tapping on the tablet that she was lost. Lost in the list of the women that she was bound to meet on this trip. A little grin began to play across her lips as she slowly dropped to sitting on her bed, and just like that Maya was no longer going to be at the party as early as she had just rushed to be.<br><br>By the time she finished the list she was lying across her bed with one knee bent and the other leg draped across it. She held her bottom lip between her teeth while digesting the little bit of information she could see. Fun thoughts traveling through her imagination of what could happen at this party… Party! "Shit!"<br>Dropping the tablet on her bed she jumped up and ran out the door, just barely taking the time to grab her key before the door shut behind her. Those long, striker legs did what they did best and carried her across the deck of the ship like a woman who could cross faster than anyone else on her team. Her only downfall being, she completely forgot to bring her map…<br>Fortunately her sense of direction didn't screw her too badly this time, only managing to get turned around twice. At one point she wandered by what looked like a pub, and she might have stopped for directions and a quick, <em>get in the game</em>, shot. But they looked closed. Typical. <br><br>Finally she heard music, something to follow. Breadcrumbs with a beat… and then voices. She was finally on the right track! Then, feeling like a hero from some epic Greek poem, she stepped out of the hall and into the light where the party was already kicking off and thrust her arms in the air in a triumphant gesture of success. "Yes! I thought I was going to be lost at sea forever!" the kiwi exclaimed as she took in the sight of everyone around the bar, and the one woman bold enough to get in the water. <br>First things first, she needed to get one of those drinks. Making her way to the bar she slid up to it right next to a blonde bombshell and gently placed a polite hand on Elsa's upper back before reaching over the bar.<br>" Excuse me, beautiful. Just gotta grab one of these beauties." Her dialect tapping all those sharp E's that made her manner of speech unique from other similar regions. <br><br>She continued offering Else that smile, and even threw on a wink at the end, as she grabbed one of the offered signature drinks then began to slip back away from the bar in case she was taking someone's place.<br>Instead she moved over to Lakresha and the hot tub, her smile widening just a bit more. "I can't believe everyone hasn't flocked in here, yet. I'm not sure the water could look any more inviting." Oh yes, a lack of sleep followed by a can of liquid chemical energy meant she was spreading her own, special, brand of charm, and she was spreading it thick.<br>Kicking off her jandals, she lifted her legs and slowly dipped her feet and legs into the rolling water, "Oooo…" a sound of pleasurable relief that was quickly cut off as she took a drink from her glass and immediately shook her head. "Oh-Damn! Who decided that would be the first thing to touch our lips when we got here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>26-06-2019, 21:32:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/9/91/1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg/397px-1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maxine 'Max' Ernshaw (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931471#msg14931471)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Room -&gt; Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, ~11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> &nbsp;Lonely Island - I'm on a Boat (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avaSdC0QOUM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue halter bikini top (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/02/32/98/02329848adf3e54cda3dc5cbccfce0aa.jpg) &amp; pineapple swim trunks (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5d/0d/32/5d0d32296de5c51b18f2ca321fc05178.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Elsa; Amelia; 'Rissa | Open<br><hr><br>Cool blue eyes roamed over tantalizingly suited bodies as the other women made their way to the party deck, knowing the sunglasses hid the extent of her unabashed leering.&nbsp; Still, she wouldn't have been any more restrained with her gaze uncovered, so she liked to think that somehow justified the ogling.&nbsp; With each new arrival, she felt more and more blessed by the fates to be chosen for the trip.&nbsp; Every woman was different, and each one was unbelievably tempting.<br><br>She hadn't realized she was standing off on her own, unthinkingly sipping the drink she barely tasted and drinking in her fill of the beauties until one of them called out to her and waved her over.&nbsp; At the sound of the lilting voice, and the gathering of silken bodies inviting her over, her smile grew and she strolled over to take up position between the bar and the hot tub.&nbsp; Reaching up with her free hand, she lifted her sunglasses to nestle in her pale hair so that her ice-blue eyes could briefly come to rest on the faces of Elsa, Rissa and Amelia in turn.&nbsp; "Good afternoon, ladies.&nbsp; Max...though I tend not to be terribly particular."<br><br>The corner of her mouth quirked up at Rissa as she answered her question, then she tilted her head back to squint up at the sky overhead, sighing.&nbsp; "And then some.&nbsp; I don't think I've ever seen a more beautiful day."&nbsp; Her head dropped as she spoke the final words and her gaze lingered on the women around her, as if it wasn't the weather she found so appealing about the day.&nbsp; After taking another sip of her drink, she motioned around to the three of them, eyes glittering with a hint of mischief.&nbsp; "So, I scanned through the info they left us about our shipmates, and I've gotta say...the pictures they provided do <em>not</em> do you ladies justice.&nbsp; I'm fighting the urge to pinch myself and make sure I'm not still napping in my cabin."<br><br>Her grin widened and she leaned in a bit to lower her voice, as if conveying a secret, the light in her eyes intensifying.&nbsp; "Of course, if one of <em>you</em> wanted to help me out and give me a little squeeze, I wouldn't complain."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>27-06-2019, 02:19:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xZYLIjJ.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931277#msg14931277)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hot tub Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, around lunch time<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> This cruise is gonna be lit.. Ellie Goulding - Something In The Way You Move ♪♫♬ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0_GWTy9FEM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See images (orange cream two piece thong bikini)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Amelia | Lakresha | Marissa | Max | Maya | Open<br><hr><br>Yes, Elsa's eyes went up and down Amelia once in a very appreciating way. She wasn't trying to be a perv but the stylish black one piece was really cute and despite any internal objections the woman might have had about her looks she was strikingly good looking in that outfit. Elsa quietly mouthed another ice cube, rolling it around like a wad of bubble gum with her mouth closed so she didn't give off the impression of a cow chewing it's cud. The cool ice doing it's work of quenching her thirst and alleviating that still somewhat shocked burning sensation. Her new blond friend, Amelia introduced herself properly and took a guess at Elsa's nationality. <br><br><strong>"Jes, am cash da plane and flew in to 'ere,"</strong> Elsa toyed with her over enunciated lyrical Swenglish.<strong> "I tease. Yes, I am from Stockholm. It's terrible you know Sweden has the third highest per capita rate in the world of English Bilingualism but we just don't have sounds in our own language for Y or CH. Which is embarrassing that I know that but forgive me if I slip into a bout Swedish gibberish.. By the way, I'm pulling random thoughts out of my head because you're the first person I've talked to and I don't want you to stop talking to me."</strong> Nervously, Elsa started to braid a bit of her hair while she talked.<br><br>Catching Lakresha's attentions for a moment she smiled at the dark skinned beauty in her thonged glory. She tossed her a friendly finger wave in greeting.<br><br>Turning back to Amelia she laughed a little at the tale before responding, <strong>"You manage to make it look like your relaxed at least. Fake it til you make it and all of that sort of stuff right? Get a few more of those drinks into you and you'll forget you have a mother. That drink is damn strong. This is what I get for skipping the wet bars at parties and carrying water with me most of the time. I've become what Americans called a Light Weight. Can't handle my liquor."</strong><br><br>Lakresha dropped her key fob into bowl and it occurred to Elsa that she should be doing that as well. Unclipping it and tossing it in next to the other woman's she gave Lakresha another friendly smile. <strong>"Haven't tried the tub yet, looks wonderful. But it's the view that slays,"</strong> Elsa said to her in passing. Lakresha was right on, working away at a music selection like she was going to DJ this party with style. Elsa turned back to Amelia while taking a mental note of the very interesting Lakresha.<br><br><em>"How's everybody doing tonight?"</em> Lakresha asked around to all in a laid back flow. <br><br>Elsa gave her an announced,<strong> "Fantastic, like a gold medalist about to hijack the podium."</strong> She raised her ice filled tumbler with a sharp, <strong>"Skål!"</strong><br><br>Smiling back over at her friend with the mysterious eyes and the keen sense of accents. <strong>"Amelia, did you drop your room key in the dish? I wonder if we'll draw each others room keys at the end of the night like some crazy hedonistic cruise. Is that a thing, do people actually do that? I think I would die of embarrassment if they did."</strong> She lowered her voice a little.<strong> "Kind of hoping you get mine."</strong> She laughed and grinned.<br><br>The conservatively dressed Marissa almost slipped by unnoticed by Elsa but her long brown hair had her standing out in this crowd of pale blonds. Elsa gave her a nod, "Welcome to the party. Watch those drinks they pack a kick." <br><br>Max was moving into the crowd and wheeling her lines on them. This one was going to be dangerous, Elsa thought. The way her glasses sat in her hair and the smooth way she talked. It was a layer of game added to this interesting party mix. Elsa reached out at the invitation to squeeze with no hesitation at all. A challenge like that couldn't be left unanswered. Her fingers making a pinching motion towards the side of Max's bottom. Being seated as she was it felt far short but she laughed at herself anyways while making the pinching motion before withdrawing the wondering hand.<br><br>Maya's hand touched Elsa's back which had the effect of getting Elsa to turn first one direction, missing the source, than flicking her long blond hair in the other direction to catch site of Maya grabbing a drink and apologizing for her presence.<strong> "No worries, anytime,"</strong> Elsa said, her words half forgiveness and half offer. A full smile given in return.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>27-06-2019, 02:32:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NxaLBd2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Leah River (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14936645#msg14936645)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding Symphony and getting to Meeting Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 12 pm<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Nervous, Happy, Disbelieving her luck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White Sheer Blouse with Yellow Bikini &nbsp;(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b8/f6/4e/b8f64e2c049b7fb113f6af3eb4f6a213.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Anyone :) <br><hr><br>Leah got out of the taxi, she had planned on having a good 2 hours to get to her cabin and settled in before the Symphony left harbour.&nbsp; The travel advisory suggested a minimum of 1 hour arrival time, so she of course doubled it. But airlines being busy, her plane had left San Antonio late and now she was rushing.&nbsp; She hated being rushed, but there was nothing for it.&nbsp; She tipped the taxi driver as her 2 large suitcases were unloaded and slung her carryon over her shoulder.&nbsp; Grabbing the handles for her rolling suitcases, she turned to look at the Symphony fully for the first time and paused in wonder.<br><br>She couldn't believe she had won the contest for Eye on the World Love Boat, Women's edition.&nbsp; She hadn't actually signed up for the contest, her two best friends had entered her into the contest for her.&nbsp; The couple was constantly trying to set her up with women, or trying to convince her to take a long vacation.&nbsp; She hadn't scheduled time for a vacation since she started her Financial Analyst business, River Financial.&nbsp; Fortunately her business had stabilized and could run without her direction leadership after 5 long years of hard work.&nbsp; She had good employees and her best friends were partners and could make decisions while she was gone.&nbsp; It still made her nervous, but she definitely needed a vacation and she was guaranteed to meet lots of hot women on this cruise.&nbsp; Maybe something would come of it, maybe it wouldn't, either was good as long as everyone had a good time.<br><br>Looking at the massive, extravagant cruise ship in front of her, she looked down at her travel clothes, t-shirt stretched over her large, firm breasts and sweats covering her long legs.&nbsp; She shook her head, nothing for it now.&nbsp; She should have taken time at the airport to change clothes to something more matching the elegance of the ship.&nbsp; She made sure she had her paperwork on hand and dragging her two large suitcases behind her, approached the loading dock.&nbsp; As soon as she identified herself as a contestant for the Love the Boat, crew members took her luggage and directed her to a steward to escort her to her cabin.&nbsp; She listened to the young woman as she pointed out various maps and areas of interest on the ship on the way to her cabin.&nbsp; Leah was doing her best to look like she belonged on such a fancy ship, trying to keep her looking around to a minimum.&nbsp; How well she succeeded, was very debatable. <br><br>Thanking the steward as she was let into her room as she turned to look over it, its elegance was mind boggling.&nbsp; Her company was doing well, but even with it doing well, she couldn't have afforded this cabin.&nbsp; She shook her head and turned back to the steward, thanking her for showing her the way.&nbsp; As the door closed, she turned back and found her luggage already here.&nbsp; The crew members must know shortcuts and obviously didn't have to deal with as much formalities.&nbsp; She found the tablet and note and after reading the introduction and instructions to meet in the hot tub and bar, she checked the time and sighed.&nbsp; It had taken longer to work through the crowds then she had planned on.&nbsp; She stripped off her comfort clothes and put them in the clothes hamper and then quickly took a shower to wash off the feel of travelling. <br><br>Stepping out of the bathroom, wrapped in an incredibly soft towel, she went to her luggage.&nbsp; She would have to put her stuff away later, she was already cutting it tight on time.&nbsp; She chose her new, yellow bikini and put it on and then she put on a shear, loose, white cotton blouse that hung down to her mid thighs.&nbsp; She slipped on some sandals for walking to the bar, if she was going to be spending time in a hot tub, she didn't want to worry about her shoes.&nbsp; Stopping at the mirror, she ran her brush through her long, wavy brown hair, straightening it out and letting it flow around her shoulders and down to her mid back and then she applied a light coating of lipstick,&nbsp; She decided against more makeup, since she was planning on spending a lot of time in the hot tub and relaxing.&nbsp; She had seen a that there was info on the other participates, but she didn't have time to read them if she wanted to avoid being the last one to the hot tub.&nbsp; <br><br>Grabbing up her key fob, she left her cabin, making sure the door locked behind her before walking down the hallways, looking for a map to show her the way to the hot tub and bar.&nbsp; It didn't take her long to make her to the meeting location, nervous and excited about meeting everyone else.&nbsp; As she entered the bar, she paused just inside of the door, and looked around.&nbsp; There were 4 beautiful blondes, a sexy brunette and a eye-catching black woman.&nbsp; She smiled hesitantly at everyone as she gave them a small hand wave, <strong>"Hello everyone.&nbsp; I am Leah, hope I am not late for the party."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>27-06-2019, 03:10:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pool deck party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> getting on 12ish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Hitting the water<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg), beach sandals, and a towel.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leah, Lakresha, open<br><hr><br>Something about the mixture of different voices was kinda a turn-on.&nbsp; Different <em>female</em> voices. Not that guys' speech didn't have their own characters and some times beauties, but they also basically sounded like guys.&nbsp; This bunch, between the accents, the tones; maybe it was some secret sapphic superpower developing in her, affecting her hearing, but it just sounded...different. Less harsh, warmer, more welcoming. Voices you could sink into, like fluffy pillows.<br><br>Elsa, the power lifter as Ris thought of her, smiled at her, warned her about the drinks. Someone else, another lovely blonde with some sort of English-sounding lilt to her voice, made a comment about wondering who had picked the bloody things, and before she even thought about it, Marissa said to no one special, "Probably some guy with lesbian makeout fantasies."&nbsp; God, could you even say that?&nbsp; Was it not PC, or woke, or whateverthehell the term of the day was? She subsided with a sheepish grin, took another sip of the rocket fuel in her glass.&nbsp; That was...Mary, Mara- Maya. That was the name.&nbsp; Cuuuuute.&nbsp; Couldn't remember what she did, but her smile was infectious.<br><br>Max was acting a bit like a stereotype, flirting like mad- so much for thinking she was another reserved one. OK, that was unfair. Maybe she was just sure of herself, comfortable. Must be nice.<br><br><em>"...Hope I am not late for the party..." </em> Damn, here came another one, long dark hair that looked like it'd be fun to play with- Rissa caught herself. One step at a time.&nbsp; "Hey, Leah," she said quietly, barely audible above the music, and saluted with her glass.&nbsp; "Think the party's gonna last a while.&nbsp; So you're fashionable."&nbsp; Yay! A joke! Not a good one, but it was a start. Another sip, and she worked her way over to the hot tub, and eased her way in. Lakresha was already there, which at least gave her something to look at. And something to say.<br><br>"We're not careful, this tub's gonna get awful crowded."&nbsp; Another one. Wow, was she on a roll or what?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>27-06-2019, 03:49:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://live.staticflickr.com/3749/32721860954_0f777fd69f_b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Asami 'Jade' Irihara<br><strong>Location:</strong> Her suite--&gt; Making her way to the hot tub<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st| 11:50<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Nervous| Trying to relax<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> &nbsp;White blouse &amp; Jeans (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d5/15/57/d515573083f3edd2098690d21c623b3d.jpg) --&gt; &nbsp;Cute two piece (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/75/1f/65751f77ec8ef018f6ddcacc504473cc.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Anyone| Open<br><hr><br>Tense...she was still way too tense.<br><br>Then again this was exactly what the point of her escaping her mundane life was supposed to be, well maybe <em>escaping</em> was a bit of an over dramatic term, more like this was the perfect setting to open herself up where she couldn't have back home. It was still quite the strange experience never the less especially with her overbearing parents so closely over her shoulder trying to force feed their ideology upon their only daughter, which was why originally Asami had been mortified to find her snooping mother holding the brochure for the dating cruise line the night prior. Though whether by a struck of dumb luck, or the somewhat familiar call back to 'match making' process her own parents had been brought up with, Asami was for the most part admonished of any wrongfulness there could have been for it; of course had her parents known it was strictly for women to meet and fall for other women it would have been something else entirely. So with an optimistic but not fully understanding send off from her loving parents Asami had found herself on the first plane out to New Orleans, slightly guilt ridden but certainly that emotion had begun to fade not too long after take off. Her parents had come from a different time all together where anything other than a man and woman in matrimony was frowned upon so to even attempt to come clean simply wasn't an option for the young Asian, the duality of her existence getting harder and harder to keep under wraps that eventually <em>something</em> had to give. Which was why she found herself on the cruise ship basking in the lavish surroundings of her suite, the first real step to not only embrace the secretive life she had indulged in during the fall of night, but to come into her own as a proud, confident, lesbian. <br><br>Releasing a soft sigh the young woman stared at herself in the mirror with big oak pools glistening behind the round focal of her glasses, the light frame soon pulled from it's resting place across the bridge of her nose like the mask she had created back home. This wasn't the meek accountant whom buried herself in books and literature and worked obediently at her family's bookstore, no a new Asami was going to bloom from the soil of her previous self, this chance of a lifetime opportunity now staring her in the face and all she had to do was reach out&nbsp; and grasp it..<br><br>Still...this was a bit overwhelming if Asami was being honest. The profiles laid out neatly before her spoke of so many women of different degrees, each holding their own charming traits and dreams that admittedly made Asami all the more giddy to meet face to face, but also feel a tad underwhelmed by her own lot in the choosing pool. Briefly the petite woman wondered what the others would think upon seeing her own profile, were they just as excited? Giving a soft giggle the soft shake of her head brought a small hand to pinch across the slender curve of her nose, rubbing the light indents left behind from her glasses. Surely <em>everyone</em> would be clamoring to get to know an book store accountant...yea...when pigs flied maybe. <strong>"You're being too negative again.."</strong>She'd quietly muse to herself while staring down her greatest adversary in the mirror, the small slip of a smile beginning to peek across the rose hue of her plush lips before she pushed herself to her feet. There was no time but the present and with the pep talk out and over with Asami neatly began to pile her previous drab in the corner, leaving behind the bashful accountant attire that made up her daylight hours for a much more festive and <em>sweet</em> number that was fitting for the cocktail hour at the hot tub. <br><br>Key fob held between her lips Asami nearly leapt out from the suite in a much faster pace than she originally would have warranted, the extra time spent putting in contacts allowing the young woman to leave behind her signature glasses for a much more natural appearance while attempting to gather the light fluff of her dark tresses into a messy bun. The short walk was more focused on trying to tame the soft mane while walking aimlessly, enough that by the time the thin curl of her arms had fallen to her sides Asami was woefully unprepared to actually be standing on the deck itself and facing the horde of other women already making themselves quite comfortable at the bar and hot tub. <strong>"Whoa..."</strong>the single word easily fell from her lips despite being muffled by the key fob still between her lips, oak gems widening in realization as she quickly yanked the item less she look further like a fool in front of so many breath takingly beautiful women.The profile pictures hardly did any of them justice Asami would realize in her slightly stunned stupor, the warm bask of the sun hitting across her lithe demure form within the colorful display of her two piece, soft curves rather brazenly on display much more than she would have ever found herself in such a time; but this was a vacation really.<br><br>Taking a breath Asami would casually enough wander her way towards the bar to drop off her key fob with a light rattle, her heart beginning to thrum much more fiercely within her chest with the only remedy being the near fish bowl of a drink obviously meant for the contestants. A drink would certainly take the edge off as oak gems flickered curiously to the gathered females all chit chatting with ease, one sip turning into two before the truck burn of alcohol hit her tastes to leave the accountant grimacing briefly,<strong>"That's a drink for sure."</strong>Asami giggled sheepishly to no one in particular, already moving herself to sink into the bubbling waters of the hot tub with her tank of a drink, that the sooner she eased her nervousness from her system, the more at home she would certainly feel.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>27-06-2019, 06:47:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dbp7l9m.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lakresha Price<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the hot tub<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 11:50ish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Downing the whole drink<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Striped two piece, crossbones durag, hoop earrings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya, Marissa, Asami<br><hr><br>"Is it that strong?"<br>A second sip of the drink she kept dangling out at arm's reach like chandelier over roiling water. It had a warming effect, but so too did the water.<br>"Honey I take my coffee black, bold is beautiful."<br><br><em>Skål, </em>she heard through the growing crowd, and raised the glass high in appreciation.<br>"Skål."<br>That had been her thong buddy, hadn't it? It had to be, but now there were three more bodies arriving, and she just couldn't be sure anymore. Another sip.<br><br>It was time to make room in the hot tub. Lakresha was not a stranger, she swerved around to give Maya's legs room to soak by settling just beside her. They were nice legs. The mood lighting shimmered on them once they were wet, and her eye followed. What was it with white girls and getting the leg out, in short shorts and flipflops on a cold Connecticut autumn day, she didn't know, but it seemed downright unkind not to notice the effort.<br><br>Lakresha sank down, compressed to bring up her knees and touch them to Maya's. Glass raised to clink her hot tub friend's from below.<br>"You and me have the right idea. There could be Louisiana mosquitoes out there, thick as thieves. We'll be safe in the water."<br><br>"Lakresha," she introduced herself to the cursing kiwi. This was more fun than playing match the face to a bunch of spur of the moment profiles. Take each one as they come. She waved to Leah and Asami where they seemed to weigh the options at the threshold, just to let them know the hot tub was open for business.<br><br>It still came as a surprise when Asami came right over. She hadn't expected that from such soft eyes.<br>"Alright, we got another one. Come on in."<br>A hand offered up to steady that uncertain step one had to take through the turbulent surface of the water, to find the ledge barely seen beneath. She wasn't sure what she would do, if Asami actually slipped, except lend moral support. It was a fingertips and well wishes kind of touch.<br><br>"You don't like the drinks either, huh? There's a lot of that going around."<br>Lakresha considered her own Between the Sheets, only a few sips down from the frothy rim. Mostly, she was just holding onto it, deriving security tipping something to her mouth, hiding behind the glass., being a big nerd.<br>"It's the house drink, so think of it as like an initiation. For the next however long, we're luxury cruise girls."<br>She raised her own, in a show of solidarity, and waited for Maya and Asami to do the same. Not too much pressure on Marissa, but a lean and a wink. She could be forgiven for taking it slowly.<br>"All together, let's down these tropical storms. Ready?"<br><br>"One."<br>Lakresha eased her drink in, shrugged the tension from her shoulders and gave each woman a playful side eye.<br>"Two."<br>Expectant look. Hot tub sisterhood. If they were going to suffer, it might ought to be together. Tonight, she was a Leo, and Leos were brave, or so she'd read. There would be no coming up for breath, once this thing started.<br>"And, three!"<br>Smudge of lipstick, tipped back, back, slowly, changing colors yellow to orange to flashes of green like iridescent shell at the tip of her kiss, burning, coming hot up the nose, but an experience all the same.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yuki92</strong> on <strong>27-06-2019, 07:05:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/RBT0CtP/57572671-2279540165604061-3101619222740992-n.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sora Fujioka<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding and welcome party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st| 11:50<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> High Tension<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> (See Picture) Black two piece bikini with a black hoodie over it<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone, Asami | Open<br><hr><br>New day, new adventure! And sometime you need to have some rest in between right? What was the better way to have rest than a luxurious cruise with another georgeous ladies, and that what Sora gonna do. She took a long flight from Japan to US. The travel itself was uneventful and she slept most of the time, so her body could adjust better with all of the time difference.<br><br>The ship itself was so grand, she stared at it in awe for a few second before one of the people there, turned out to be the captain of the ship, greeted her. It was a short exchange before the crew member took her luggage and brought it to her room, without even looking at the inside, she knew this was the most luxurious ship in the world. ONce inside, yes, it was the best in the world, she quickly jumped to the bed like a child. "DAMN!! THIS BED IS SOOO FLUFFY!", she said as she rolled on the bed. She reached out for the tablet on the bedside and read the note there.<br><br>"YES!", she jumped out of the bed and getting ready to met the other passenger! She changed to a lighter clothes since they said there was a bath tub party, which sounds amazing. She didn't read the other passenger's application, she loved surprise after all.<br><br>Sora was running from her room to the bow of the ship where the welcome party being held. "I AM HERE!!! HAHAHA!", She shouted once she reached the place, she looked around, "EVERYONE, MY NAME IS SORA!"<br><br>Then Sora spotted someone with Japanese looks, which kind of intrigue her, so she went right after her, strip off her hoodie and put it on the floor right before the bath tub, then dipped in the Bath tub. She went right through the bath tub, didn't realize there was prepared drinks for all of the passenger.<br><br>As soon as she entered the bath tub, she punched the water so it was splashing everywhere while laughing. When she finally done with fooling around, she shifted her attention to the girl beside her, "<em>Hey! Are you Japanese?</em>*", She tried to talk to Asami in Japanese, whether she understand it or not, that would be another problem.<br><br><hr>*in Japanese
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>27-06-2019, 08:19:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maya Williams<br><strong>Location:</strong> Suite -&gt; Welcome Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, 11:45<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Chug, chug, chug!<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lakresha, Risa, Asami, Sora<br><hr><br>The party was definitely alive as, one after another, beautiful women kept showing up in brilliant little bikinis and other skin tight bathing suits. That aspect alone was enough to make her get over that shocking sudden burn from her first drink from the glass she had been given. Of course the little joke from the girl with the long, dark hair had her smirking just as she was about to take another sip. The resulting grunted excuse for a laugh actually made the second little drink much worse… and that made her laugh a little more so that she could only raise her glass to Leah in welcome the party.<br><br>Fortunately her breath had come back to her in time to give her full attention to the dark beauty sliding around to right next to where her legs were soaking, even to the point of making an ever so slight bit of contact&nbsp; at their knees, as if there was any shortage of room for the pair of them in this huge hot tub… not that she was complaining, Lakresha could have snuggled up right between her legs and she would have just grinned and rubbed her shoulders if it would keep her there.<br><br>Maya offered the woman below her a wide smile as their glasses tinked and she introduced herself. The kiwi scootched her butt forward a little until she suddenly sank down into the rolling water like a stone until literally only her head from the chin up and her hand holding her drink were still above the water. Then she popped back, stifling a chuckle and lifting her glass to meet Lakresha's at a proper level. Her other arm reached back to rest on the rim of the tub… of course if that arm were to sweep forward a bit it would be i just the right place to wrap around those milk chocolate shoulders. But she could be patient. <br><br>"Lakresha, I love that…" She said through a toothy smile that glowed with genuine excitement. "...Maya. Trust me I can handle bold and beautiful. I just hadn't been expecting so much of it at once." A wink, and another sip from her drink. If she was watching herself right now she would be busting out laughing, but part of it would be out of jealousy of not getting to flirt with a woman like this in a hot tub, right then.<br>Fortunately the dark haired girl from before and a new girl with big brown eyes joined the two of them. So she was able to disregard her own silly come ons.<br><br>There was no way she could deny that Lakresha's energy was infectious and without even thinking about it her own glass was up to meet the others for the countdown. <br><em>3...2...1….</em><br>"Cheers!" Without hesitation she brought her glass to her lips and turned it up as if she was downing a pint with her goal keep after winning a match. There was a burn, but it wasn't nearly as intense as the first one, or the one she had laughed at, so she could grin and let out a vocalized sigh as she raised her empty glass triumphantly. <br><br>Of course that moment of triumph only lasted a moment, as a new girl who had announced herself quite thoroughly, jumped into the hot tub and began splashing around without a moment of hesitation. "Woah…!" Maya would exclaim as she shielded her face, still chuckling a little. But when she looked at her glass again she found it no longer empty, but with some hot tub water sloshing around. "Well no harm done…" Placing her glass upside down on the side of the tub, she then settled back in the hot tub again, next to Lakresha. Her blue eyes scanning everyone who had joined them since the toast. <br>"Hey there, I'm Maya. So...I think this is everyone who's supposed to be here, right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>27-06-2019, 15:33:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pool deck party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> getting on 12ish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> In the tub, with new friends. Water water gettin' hotter.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg), beach sandals, and a towel.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone in the hot tub + open<br><hr><br>Careful what you wish for. It seemed only seconds before two Asian girls slipped into the water, one quietish and more full-bodied, the other slender and excited.&nbsp; The second one crashed through like a runaway truck immediately started chatting to the first in what 'Ris assumed was Japanese or maybe Korean, but could have been Martian for all she knew. She gave each a cordial nod, then leaned back to avoid some of the unexpected turbulence.<br><br>Five in the tub, and the little one said 'roll over'?&nbsp; Not much of a chance. Maya on one side of her- Marissa was glad she'd remembered the blonde's name correctly, God that SMILE-, the more voluptuous Eastern jewel on the other, Lakresha across and the bouncy slender girl filling out the party, there was no real way to avoid hips and feet touching, if only by accident.&nbsp; Well, it <em>could</em> have been done, but no one seemed to be making the attempt.&nbsp; They probably could even have squeezed the rest of the cruisegoers in, if no one minded sitting on a lap. Rissa kinda doubted anyone would.&nbsp; Most of them, anyway.<br><br>It was...pretty intense.&nbsp; Hot water, bare skin- charged air.&nbsp; People say guys spend most of their time thinking about sex, as if it makes them animals.&nbsp; Anyone seeing the crowd on the pool deck, looking in their eyes, seeing their grins, the tiny changes of expression and attention, might have had to rethink their assessment.&nbsp; It still scared the crap out of her- in a very real way, she was a teenage virgin again- but Ris had to admit she was starting to like it.<br><br>Glasses clinked, and Lakresha was suggesting they-<br><br>-no, seriously?&nbsp; With those glasses of liquid fire?<br><br>Aw, fuckit.&nbsp; On three, with a wink for Maya and a smirk for Lakresha, she tipped her glass back and chugged.&nbsp; Tried to chug. She had to stop twice to avoid spewing spirits all over everyone. All of it went down at last and stayed down, for the moment, anyway, though for a second she thought maybe the massive ship had somehow become airborne.<br><br>"Shit," she coughed, reaching to set the glass outside the tub, unavoidably rubbing up against Maya&nbsp; a bit as she squirmed. "Do <strong>not </strong>let me do that again."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>27-06-2019, 18:53:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NxaLBd2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Leah River (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14936645#msg14936645)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding Symphony and getting to Meeting Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 12 pm<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Nervous, Happy, Disbelieving her luck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White Sheer Blouse with Yellow Bikini &nbsp;(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b8/f6/4e/b8f64e2c049b7fb113f6af3eb4f6a213.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Marissa, Amelia, Elsa, Open <br><hr><br>Leah's elegant eyebrows rose as two beautiful asian women entered behind her, one of them jumping right into the hot tub excitedly. The latina brunette held back a giggle at the blonde asian's antics.&nbsp; She smiled at Marissa's attempt at a joke, it was better than she could have accomplished, <strong>"Great, and looks like we are all here now." </strong> She smiled as she watched the brunette step into the pool disguised as a hot tub.&nbsp; <br><br>Strolling over to the bar, she picked up one of the glasses filled with the ships specialty drink, Between the Sheets, taking a sniff of the drink, her eyes watered a little bit at its strength.&nbsp; She took a careful sip as she looked at the other women at the bar.&nbsp; &nbsp;Looking at Elsa and Amelia with a smile as she tried to come up with good conversation opener, <strong>"How was your trip here?&nbsp; Hopefully wasn't too long?"</strong> Leah asked with her texan accent while groaning inside at the lame opening conversation gambit.&nbsp; But then again, she has never been good at small talk with new people. <br><br>Slipping onto a bar stool as she decided to wait until the splashing was finished with before she went into the hot tub, drinking more of her Between the Sheets drink carefully.&nbsp; Watching as several of the women tossed the drink down, shooting the powerful drink, although she choose not to follow their example, she wasn't that experienced of a drinker and it would probably put her under the table if she tried that. <br><br><strong>"Does anyone know what the first thing we will be doing today?" </strong> She looked at the others curiously to see if anyone had ideas.&nbsp; Even wrong ideas could be fun to entertain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>27-06-2019, 21:09:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CTdHHZI.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amelia Thompson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931886#msg14931886)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front of ship bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, 12:00<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Arrival - A little withdrawn<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One-piece swimsuit (https://i.imgur.com/Qs8OOtj.png), sandals with raised heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Elsa, Maxine, open<br><hr><br>Elsa's traveling eyes were not missed by Amelia, but she didn't make a deal out of it. It made sense, after all they were supposed to look for matches. As shallow as it was, appearances did tie in to that, though then again there was little that didn't. She similarly let her eyes travel and subsequently felt like she'd been slacking on the workouts. Sure, she was fit, but they were two different leagues. Was she sitting next to some Swedish supermodel or something? It was kind of flattering in a way.<br><br>It was hard to stifle a small laugh when Elsa went on with one of the worst English performances she'd heard in a long time. <strong>"I'll make sure to write down every little gem that comes out of your mouth for the next month."</strong> She had another sip of the burning liquor in her glass. <strong>"Think I'm gonna need some ice too,"</strong> she said, referring half to Elsa and half to the bartender. She'd definitely go for something more muted next. The bartender picked up on it and added some ice to her glass, she gave him a thankful nod and got the glass back, deciding to let it melt a bit before returning to it. She wasn't the heaviest of drinkers either, though going by words alone less of a lightweight than Elsa. She enjoyed a beer or two while working, didn't mind a glass of wine to go with dinner, that sort of stuff. Was exceedingly rare for her to go on drinking sprees. Then again, rare for her to take time off as well. As long as she didn't wake up in a bathroom or a hallway, she was fine with getting at least a little wasted.<br><br>As such, it was hard to not get pulled in when Elsa held her glass up. <strong>"Skål!"</strong> Amelia chimed in alongside her with a distinctly British attempt at Swedish. With the ice slightly melted in the glass, it went down a lot easier. She wasn't sure if she was ready to chug whatever was left in her glass, but it was far more manageable.<br><br>The talk of keys got her laughing, there was no denying that. <strong>"Well, as long as you "avoid" 81-36, such a mishap won't happen."</strong> A cheeky wink was thrown in just to iron it out. Granted, she suspected she'd be too drunk to remember her room number eventually. Good thing Elsa the lightweight knew it, so they could forget it together.<br><br>&nbsp;- - - <br><br>With Max joining them by the bar, Amelia missed a beat and got bested, looking in the corner of her eye she could already see a hand at Max's backside. Following Max' introduction, Amelia did a brief one of her own. Sadly she didn't have a cool, tomboyish shortening of her own name, so Amelia would have to work. Soon they were joined by yet another person, a brunette this time. Good, some variety, until then they'd looked like a golden oreo where they were sitting. At least when four it didn't really work out.<br><br><strong>"Was pretty chill on my part, slept most of the way from Ireland, layover in New York was quick, generally just a good trip,"</strong> Amelia said with a chuckle. Speaking of Ireland and the Irish, the tiny bit of liquor left in her glass... It was about time for it to go. She could hear the beauties in the hot tub trying to down theirs, and well, maybe it was about time. In one fell swoop whatever was left was gone. Knowing the bartender was going to get swamped pretty soon, given the pool too had made their attempts, Amelia figured she'd be quick about her next order. <strong>"Make me a long island would you? Mind making it a bit lean?"</strong> It didn't seem like the bartender did and got to it while Amelia returned to the conversation at hand.<br><br><strong>"I read through it all. As soon as we reach international waters, so a couple hours from now, a loud siren will ring. When it does, the purge begins. Anything is legal for the next 24 hours. Chaos will ensue and only the strong will stand at the end of it all..."</strong><br><br>She let it hang in the air as the bartender returned with her drink. Nice, even had a little umbrella in it, very cute. An instagram-worthy drink, had she so happened to bring her phone. She did not.<br><br><strong>"Jokes aside, no clue. I just got changed and got up here, I'd assume some introductory speech from the captain, followed by... Well I'm assuming this'll go on for a couple hours for whoever is interested, beyond that not sure.</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>28-06-2019, 00:16:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xZYLIjJ.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931277#msg14931277)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hot tub Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, around lunch time<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> This cruise is gonna be lit.. Ellie Goulding - Something In The Way You Move ♪♫♬ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0_GWTy9FEM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See images (orange cream two piece thong bikini)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leah | Amelia | generally - Max and Hot tub crew<br><hr><br>Amelia said, <em>"I'll make sure to write down every little gem that comes out of your mouth for the next month."</em> when she responded to Elsa's short treatise on English the Swedish way. Sparkling eyes and small laugh lines around her eyes gave away Elsa's mirth. <strong>"This feels a lot like I'm going to be in trouble. I bet you're the secret cruise plant that's set to write a tell-all tale of our adventures on the high seas. If you are, please make sure to exaggerate how tall I am. I suffer from height envy. When they make a movie about it, maybe Jennifer Lawrence can play me? She's tall, I would be good with that."</strong><br><br>A cry came out from one of the many that were joining the party, <em>"EVERYONE, MY NAME IS SORA!" </em><br><br><strong>"Welcome to the fun,"</strong> Elsa cried out to the voice in the crowd.<br><br><em>"How was your trip here?&nbsp; Hopefully wasn't too long?"</em> Leah asked with her texan accent.<br><br>Elsa smiled at her and took notice of the very American accent with it's Texan twist. <strong>"Arrived yesterday, tried to adjust to the time difference but I'll be happy to hit the fluffy pillows tonight. Came in from Sweden so it's like evening for me. Can you tell by the saddle bags under my eyes? These are not carry on luggage."</strong> She laughed than gathered up a little more courage to take another sip of her flavored firewater. It was quickly chased with some of the melting ice water in her tumbler, Amelia was onto something so she was following suit. This had become her planned compromise to enjoy the drink and stay hydrated. <br><br><em>"Does anyone know what the first thing we will be doing today?"</em> Leah looked at the others curiously.<br><br>Amelia said, <em>"I read through it all. As soon as we reach international waters, so a couple hours from now, a loud siren will ring. When it does, the purge begins. Anything is legal for the next 24 hours. Chaos will ensue and only the strong will stand at the end of it all..."</em><br><br>With as much of a serious face as she cold muster Elsa quietly and dryly said, <strong>"Good thing I've been doing a lot of running lately."</strong> With eyes slightly wide to emphasize her shock at the revelations she took a bit bigger drink of firewater, half hiding her face behind the glass so she didn't laugh and chased it with ice water. Only a little curl of a smile on her lips gave away her amusement while Amelia let the joke linger for a moment. Amelia finally expressed that she was unsure, assuming the Captain might make an appearance. <br><br>Elsa added,<strong> "Well if the Captain doesn't show and the siren goes off you'll find me in room 81-36 cause that's the only number I have memorized since I came on board the ship... Seriously I don't even remember what my own number is. I probably should have looked before I tossed it into the bowl. But since death appears to be the only possible alternative to Captain speaking. Maybe we should go join the others in the water? Just in case?"</strong> Elsa picked up her two drinks, slid off the stool and headed over to the hut tub. She looked back over her shoulder to Amelia, Max, and Leah. Sort of hoping that someone was watching her walk away. But it was Amelia that had her attention at the moment so her eye fixed on her with a beckoning smile, pale blond hair cascading down her lean muscular back. She wanted to call out to Amelia specifically but at this stage in the cruise it seemed way to fast make any kind of a commitment but damn Amelia had the sexiest eyes. Letting her over the shoulder look linger for only a moment she turned back to the hot tub. Isolated at and sitting on the edge of one end she didn't want to be appear antisocial, so she held up that glass of firewater with raised voice and gave out another cheers, <strong>"Skål!"</strong> Following it up by taking a drink before asking a general, <strong>"My friends. How is the water?"</strong> Her own soft sigh and fluttering eye lashes would be answer to anyone wondering if she was enjoying it. Warmth and churning water slowly crawling up her legs as she slid her ass off the edge and down into the watery depths. Liquid heaven. Not the drink, the hot tub. Or more accurately a liquid massage.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>28-06-2019, 07:58:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/9/91/1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg/397px-1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maxine 'Max' Ernshaw (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931471#msg14931471)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Room -&gt; Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, ~11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> &nbsp;Lonely Island - I'm on a Boat (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avaSdC0QOUM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue halter bikini top (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/02/32/98/02329848adf3e54cda3dc5cbccfce0aa.jpg) &amp; pineapple swim trunks (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5d/0d/32/5d0d32296de5c51b18f2ca321fc05178.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Elsa; All | Open<br><hr><br>She flashed Elsa a teasing wink as the adorable Swede threatened to take her up on her invitation, laughing and following the women with her gaze as 'Rissa, Elsa and several others made for the already-bumpin' hot tub.&nbsp; The arrival of the vocal and enthusiastic girl made her laugh, especially when she splashed and the girls already in the hot tub tried to avoid the spray.&nbsp; Turning, she put her empty glass down and ordered herself a Scotch on the rocks, selecting a brand that was more middle-of-the road, since she didn't want to bastardize a good Scotch with ice.<br><br>After receiving her drink, she moved over to the roomy tub and glanced around to find a slot where she could wedge her slender self in.&nbsp; Settling into the heated water, she sighed and savored the sight of glistening skin all around her, draping her free arm over the side of the tub as she settled in and sipped her drink.&nbsp; There were legs stretched and curled all around, tempting bodies in thin fabric that molded to their forms with moisture, and so many stunning faces it was difficult to catch one's breath.&nbsp; While she was enjoying the atmosphere and the view, it definitely felt as if it was impossible to even try for a meaningful connection, because there was simply too much going on and too many distractions.<br><br>So, she sat back and listened to the other women talk, drinking in the melange of feminine tones and accents, nestling into the group as if it were a colorful, comfortable quilt.&nbsp; "I'm not sure what sort of events they'll have us do.&nbsp; I <em>do</em> hope there'll be jet skiing and maybe some parasailing at some point.&nbsp; I've always wanted to do that stuff, but I've actually never gotten the chance to spend a lot of time at the beach or on the ocean.&nbsp; I mean, aside from a trip or two to Galveston when I was little."&nbsp; Her accent, which wasn't as heavy as those one might hear from people from more rural parts of Texas, was nevertheless present when she pronounced certain vowel sounds.&nbsp; Turning 'time' into 'tahm', for instance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>28-06-2019, 09:19:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dbp7l9m.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lakresha Price<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the hot tub<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 11:50ish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Playing games<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Striped two piece, crossbones durag, hoop earrings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sora, Maya, Asami, so very open<br><hr><br><em>Splash! </em><br>If she hadn't been recovering from that cocktail, it would have warranted more of a reaction than the butterfly flutter of lashes, the shielding of her face with one hand. There was such aggression in the flying water, it seemed at first someone had slipped sideways. No- it was just the energy one girl brought to the hot tub.<br><br>Lakresha didn't understand Japanese, not even a little bit. She'd often remarked that it sounded like a lovely language, but right then, the way it came out of Sora, it worried her. Fistfights in queer nightclubs weren't unusual over matters of the heart. A police cruiser sat outside <em>Pink Fantasy </em>most nights not to protect those within from militant bigots, but to put down incidents which began with breaking glass and an accusation in a language like Chinese or French or Russian, and could quickly end in the worst mistake of someone's life.<br><br>She was looking at Sora carefully. Seeing joy, laughter looking back at her. Lakresha smiled, relaxed. She passed her empty glass back over the bar, declined another.<br>"Seven, eight.. nine? I kind of thought there would be more. It's a big boat for an intimate little party. But hey, all this for us, I'm flattered."<br><br>Not a sister among them, she noticed. The Eyes for the World did seem to alight on blondes most of all. That interest radiating off Maya reassured her, and thinking of herself as exotic pussy brought a laugh, apropos of nothing. That was one way to look at it, maybe the best way, and lean into it, get her Leo on, bare those proud claws.<br>"Not sure, not sure. It's all mysterious. But you know, strong drinks, relaxing hot tub, it might just be confession time. A risque little get-to-know-you to kick things off."<br><br>The hot tub was made to accommodate ten. It was holding seven already. Lakresha let her legs swim, and touch, and crisscross, and make connections all around the world. That felt nice, connecting with people in novel new ways.<br>"Or like a trust building exercise, where you fall back into the arms of Janet from Human Resources. Ooh, or Truth or Dare."<br><br>"What do you think?"<br>She was looking at Asami. Soft eyes, nice eyes. It was easy to feel like a Leo in them. Human relationships were complicated by higher feelings than those stirred looking into them. They were complicated, and Cupid's arrow didn't quite find the heart but worked to it over months of questioning and frustration. It was likely foolish to ask this quiet spirit to open her mouth and complicate the feeling, but Ms. Price was compelled.<br>"You've got nine women together on a boat to play any kind of game you like, what would it be?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>29-06-2019, 16:19:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pool deck party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> getting on 12ish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong>Feeling the squeeze- and liking it?<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg), beach sandals, and a towel.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya, Asami, Lakresha, open.<br><hr><br>OK, so maybe chugging the Sheets thing hadn't been the smartest thing ever. Not that 'Ris felt sick, or anything, just kinda floaty. Things were hard to follow.&nbsp; She'd always been a bit of lightweight, anyway, and her drinking 'career' had been founded on beer and wine, not 80-proof.<br><br>"Think it's more like hotels, hun," she replied to&nbsp; Lakresha's comment about the small group. "You get an area for your event, and they keep everyone else out. Got to be more people around.<sub></sub>" It was true- no way it was cost-effective to run a ship this size for one little mixer party.<br><br>Marissa just reached back to let her arms hang out aside the tub (easier to keep track of her hands that way, and avoid embarrassing herself) when Elsa and Max joined the gals already in the pool. In the shifting and jostling that followed, she ended up with one arm not-quite-exactly behind and around Maya on the one side, and her other hand in close proximity to the back of the somewhat larger Asian girl's- dammit, was she Sora or Asami?&nbsp; She'd got them mixed from the sheet, the drink not helping- neck, kinda up under her silky hair where it hung over the tub edge.<br><br>Now, this was a conundrum: personal space. 'Ris was a big believer in it; physical, emotional and intellectual. Especially where strangers were concerned.&nbsp; To leave herself arranged as she was was sort of an intrusion, and while at least <em>some</em> of the other women didn't seem to care, she couldn't bet on it being universal.&nbsp; Asians especially, she thought, were pretty big on manners and playing with the hair of someone you've just barely met was not exactly mannerly, to her way of thinking.&nbsp; Moving her arms would only make things worse. It'd make her look awkward and uncomfortable- which she was, but why make a thing out of it?- and there was no way she could do it, semi-trapped as she was, without ending up handling one or both of the women even more.<br><br>Against that was the fact that they were both hella cute- and they'd all come to make connections, right? So she arranged a compromise with herself and the ladies next to here (even though they had no input into the negotiations just then): she'd stay where she was, not do anything stupid. And if either of them complained, well, she could work that out then.<br><br>Nervous though she was, she kinda hoped they didn't.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>30-06-2019, 05:03:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://live.staticflickr.com/3749/32721860954_0f777fd69f_b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Asami 'Jade' Irihara<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the hot tub<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st| 11:50<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Bashfully excited<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> &nbsp;White blouse &amp; Jeans (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d5/15/57/d515573083f3edd2098690d21c623b3d.jpg) --&gt; &nbsp;Cute two piece (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/75/1f/65751f77ec8ef018f6ddcacc504473cc.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lakresha, Maya, Sora, Marissa, everyone in the hot tub<br><hr><br>The hot tub logically was the best location to settle one's self in order to attempt to form some sort of connection with the other contestants, the mixture of rolling jets along with the rising heat soothing muscles and even minds to coax them into a much more relaxed state.It was common knowledge that everyone was so much more honest while in a lulled state of relaxation so it felt the best option. Though with the ever flowing rounds of alcohol along with so many slips of flesh so brazenly on display for the eye to be drawn towards, it could be seen like that of a double edged sword as far as relaxation combating the well of nerves doing their best to stiffen as a result. So the <em>logic</em> driving the young Asian forward did perhaps leave her approaching form with some apprehension for a brief moment as she silently stood by the hot tub's lip, the slight lag leaving Asami to nearly straddle with the choice of actually dipping herself in. In reality a small fraction of her somewhat stalled entrance was more so the accountant felt very acutely aware of her herself, as to not make a fool of herself, Asami moved purposely slow while also tackling the balancing act of the fish bowl size drink. <br><br>Despite many of the women in conversation with one another the flutter of those oak pools would settle upon gentle offer of a dainty hand held her way, obviously meant should Asami need such and in any other instance she probably would have declined it all together. Though she was supposed to be coming out of her shell not retreating back so-<br>"Oh thank you~"Asami cooed back with a faint smile, the lean flex of her form with Lakresha's guiding hand allowing the bubbling waters do exactly what their purpose was as she sank down with a sigh.Slender digits would nervously twitch across the exotic jewel that was Lakresha's own, the soft tightening perhaps a bit more than needed though the dusky beauty didn't need to know that. All the time spent studying the profiles of each contestant had long taunted the meek woman with the fearsome worries of 'what ifs' though from the scenes within the hot tub currently, such truly didn't quite feel like that would ever be the case, at least not in an sudden twist in turn way. There were many what ifs in the world, but thus far most everyone seemed for the most part quite willing and in line with what was written in ink. Giving a soft bite across her lower lip the soft tinge of color would barely peek across the apples of Asami's cheeks while she bit back the light smile, fingers finally releasing Lakresha's own while she settled down and quickly took care of another matter entirely. With the balancing act no longer an issue the rim of her glass would rest lightly against the plush pout of Asami's lower lip, a quick tilt of her head given to take a shot worthy sip before she felt the sickly sweet burn of alcohol roll down her throat. <br><br>It was easy to tell from quite a few faces the house drink was certainly a conversation piece as well as; a game now?<br><br>Asami couldn't help the soft giggle from vibrating lightly across her glass, as nervous as she truly was, it was somewhat of an comforting sight to see another so open with themselves, truly the life of the party. Actually a lot of the women currently soaking their delectable figures in their own ways were quite the exciting treats that brought something to the lively atmosphere of the cruise ship, the blonde to her right having the soft of smile that made women all but melt in the knees, along with Lakresha's own fiery spirit that compelled others to jump aboard. Were all these women somehow secretly super heroes of some sort? It actually took Asami much longer than she would have liked to admit in answering the Lakresha's musing, the soft wrinkle of her pixie nose signifying her own slight distaste as she flashed a sheepish grin."Not exactly, though&nbsp; I think a few more it might actually live up to it's name."The words left her lips faster than her own brain could actually process what was said, that was if Asami hadn't eagerly jumped on board with the shot gunning the drinks 'game' as a manner of punishing her mouth for saying <em>anything</em> that dare flutter through her thoughts. <br><br>The last thing Asami wanted to do was make a bad first impression.<br><br>So with the tilt of her head back the torrent of the drink was quickly swallowed down in an attempt to get rid of it, or at least out of the glass without having to pour it out that is. Despite the fair amount of speculation about her true personality, Asami had had quite a bit of practice slinging back drinks during the wild and crazy escapades of her night time alter ego, of course the circumstances, people, setting were all different; but some principles remained. Like taking a drink down like a champ. Releasing a gasping sigh the shudder of bitter alcohol felt like it was beginning to burn a hole right into her belly, a free hand brushing back across her forehead as she flashed a teasing smile."That certainly wakes you up."Asami worked out the last few shudders from her once painfully straightened position, the downing of her drink allowing some of the once stiff tension to melt as the accountant didn't nearly flinch when the brush of her leg or foot grazed another. There were so many limbs and body parts it was hard to tell who was who at this point.<br><br>What <em>wasn't</em> hard to tell was the cheerful and obviously excited call of a woman whom Asami herself had been curious of, Sora was her name and she certainly was a character. The splashing in itself wasn't bothersome even if Asami did try and wiggle her way out of getting splashed in the face, the bare curve of her shoulder briefly brushing across the dark brunette who had kept her attention at the corner of her eye since sinking into the hot tub. Sora's eagerness did make the fellow Asian lean back somewhat if only to keep from practically mashing into the poor woman while she still splashed around. Having been born in America Asami did feel a pang of guilt in not being able to speak fluent Japanese back to Sora, although with her parents dual language she was able to pick up a few terms for the most part, not that it bothered her that she couldn't really it just never became of anything really."Oh I'm sorry...I um...I <em>am</em> Japanese but...I don't speak it, not uh fluently."Asami mused back to the blonde with a smile, doing her best to be as formal and apologetic as she could just in case Sora would be upset, but she doubted that.<br><br>Turning her attention back towards the collected souls beside her Asami was eager to have a replacement for her now drained drink, the woman opting for a sweeter drink entirely as she ordered a midori sour before blinking. The conversations in the tub were certainly something, a risque tell all?"Me? Oh...I mean...it sounds interesting..."Asami nearly stumbled once more over her words, of all times to get tongue tied, not to mention her answer was rather lame; this was supposed to be fun!"I think Truth or Dare would be really fun...I mean what better way right?"Somewhat expanding on the subject Asami subtly chewed across the soft of her lower lip, nestled as closely as she was it was difficult to really focus with the warm heat of an arm just barely touching across the soft of her slender back. It wasn't an awful thing really Asami had to admit, the soft hint of color still peaking across her soft features as she gave Marissa a light smile before glancing away shyly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yuki92</strong> on <strong>30-06-2019, 09:57:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/RBT0CtP/57572671-2279540165604061-3101619222740992-n.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sora Fujioka<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding and welcome party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st| 11-12<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> High Tension<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> (See Picture) Black two piece bikini with a black hoodie over it<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Asami, Lakresha | Open<br><hr>"Hahahaha! It's okay! It's okay! I'm Sora, nice to meet you", Sora said while tapping Asami's back like an old friend and a huge smile on her face, even though Sora didn't even know her name, yes, she didn't read the other contestant's application. This cruise was another game for Sora, that's why she would enjoy it to the fullest.<br><br>"YES! YES! YES! ME WANT! ME WANT!", Sora suddenly raised up her hand, reacting to Lakresha's offer of playing truth or dare. "Truth or dare sounds fun!", all of her energies just came out, her eyes was sparkling like a kids, she was still a kid deep inside. To know more about these people or doing something outrageous, both of them equally sounds fun, and that means nothing to lose. There was no better way to deepen the relationship between stranger than a nice round of game, right?<br><br>Sora then started to look around the party, 9 girls in total, and all of them looked equally amazing, she grinned while imagining all kind of things that she could do together with them. Then she started to shout, "Everyone! Anyone want to play truth or dare?", looking all over the place.<br><br>If anyone hated noisy girls, there was a high probability that they would start to dislike her at this point or soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>30-06-2019, 18:51:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maya Williams<br><strong>Location:</strong> Suite -&gt; Welcome Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noontime<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Excited, game of games <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lakresha, Rissa, Max<br><hr><br>Maya was still practically beaming. It didn't matter that the newest girl was a bit on the louder side, or that the signature drink had been a much stronger one than she was used to; sitting in the hot water, with Lakresha on one side of her and that girl with the long brown hair on the other. God, if she wasn't su used to it by now, she would be kicking herself for spending all her time imagining the dream dates with the pictures she saw, instead of paying attention to anything important...like learning everyone's name!<br>But she knew she would have forgotten them all in the moment. Though she really did wish she had been around when the long haired girl next to her introduced herself, especially after finishing her drink and making the others promise not to let her do it again. <br><br>Maya let out a quick laugh, turning to Marissa as she brought a hand to the woman's upper back and gave her a comforting rub. "There now, you got it...I'd like to say I'll have your back on that one. But if I'm being honest, I have a bad record for keeping promises like that after I've finished my first drink…" She feigned innocence in the wide smile she gave Marissa, and even poked the tip of her tongue out just enough to give the sense that she wasn't really that sorry about it either. "Don't worry love, I'll make sure you get back to your room." She would finish with a wink, and then her hand moved casually from the girl's back to resting on Marissa's knee. Clearly personal space wasn't even a thing to Maya, as it was clear she also made no attempts to avoid her legs or hips from grazing against anybody's, and she had plenty of legs to go around the hot tub.<br><br>Finally she turned her attention to the two other blondes that came to join them, the Swedish bombshell she had noticed earlier and the more androgynous one with the southern accent. A lilt of a smile perked her lips as she thought about how that style struck her as very American, and not something she was not very used to at home. But she knew she would want to get to know her more, especially after her comment about not having gotten to enjoy many sports on the water. "Oh you're missing out! If they have jet skis, we're going...especially when you are near a ship like this, you can get three meters of air jumping off the wake. It's brilliant."<br>But of course with this many people in one hot tub, it was nearly impossible to keep a one on one conversation going, especially when Maya had the attention span of a little bird, and when she heard the mention of truth of dare leave Lakresha's luscious lips, her hand finally slipped forward to clasp onto the girl's dark shoulder. "Yes! That's perfect!"<br><br>Then, whether by accident or on purpose, she squeezed both Lakresha's shoulder, and Marissa's knee, then spun around in the water and got up on her knees. Her bright blue eyes were bouncing between the two still left at the bar, while her well toned bottom was now facing the others in the tub. "Say, would either if you two beautiful women'ses mind grabbing a bottle of tequila, or something, and a shot glass, before you both come over here and join us? I wanna see what nine gorgeous girls in a hot tub actually looks like…" the kiwi then gave Leah and Amelia a wink before spinning back into her seat.<br><br>"How about, since we are all still in the early parts of 'getting to know you', how about if you don't want to answer a truth that is a bit too...truthful, or you don't want to do a dare that's too wild, then to get out of it you have to take a shot…." Lifting her fingers she held out her thumb and forefinger as if to pinch the air. "...just a little one...that way there's still <em>some</em> risk. Lakresha, you want to go first, since you suggested the game?"<br>She was still grinning excitedly, until her gaze turned to Marissa and she suddenly remembered that she had asked to not be allowed to do that very thing she just suggested, again, and her face twisted into a joking grimace. <br><br>"I'm sorry love...I already forgot…" Maya fake pouted and wrapped her arms around Marissa before leaning her head onto the other woman's shoulder. "...forgive me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>01-07-2019, 15:23:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dbp7l9m.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lakresha Price<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the hot tub<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noonish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Playing games<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Striped two piece, crossbones durag, hoop earrings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya, Sora, Asami, Ris<br><hr><br>When a woman's hands kneaded her shoulders, it was understood that this was to help her relax. She let Maya take the wheel, not because she needed any anxiety relieved, but because there were other pressures on her back that dedicated hands could help alleviate. It was the weird way her back rest against the edge of the tub, which left undue pressure right in the middle of the shoulderblades and had her shifting in search of comfort. It was the dark curls clinging to her skin, trapping the heat of the water against a neck stretched to the cool night air, which could use relief. It was the narrow bikini strap, which having bit into soft skin containing her heavy breasts now stirred with the motion of the water lapping, making her buoyant. It was a basic desire to be touched.<br><br>But the touch didn't come, Maya had other things in mind. Rapid fire, one after another. Tequila shots?<br>"Say what-"<br>Cursing Kiwi was unfocused. Not so much as Sora, who was now reminding her of one of those J-Pop fangirls. Both of them seemed like fun, yes, though Lakresha knew her heart, and it took to the hot tub like a crackling fireplace in wintertime, yeah, slowing down, savoring the smoky burn of rummy alcohol.<br>"You don't have to rush me into falling down drunk, I'm already having a great time with you."<br>There was much to be said for passion, even if it came unfocused. Passion was contagious. And there could be something there, for the duration of a cruise or a single night, if she suppressed her jazz lounge soul for a while, but what had she read about Leo's compatibility with a girl like that? Something about conflict, big arguments, angry sex.<br><br>"Besides, are you ladies even old enough to drink? I wasn't for real with the Truth or Dare, that's for teenage-"<br>But Sora was getting the whole party on board, the girls on their way were presumably assembling the shots, and Maya was going to some effort to get Marissa on board which ought not go to waste.<br>"Alright, you want to be silly, okay. Break out the nail polish and Ouija, we'll have fun."<br><br>"You know I like to talk, so hit me with a Truth."<br>But there seemed to be some hesitation, some uncertainty on the rules of this game. It did little to shake the initial feeling that they were revisiting a game for pajama sleepovers, and that probably none of them had kept in practice in the last fifteen years.<br>"She who issues the challenge poses the question."<br>A mischievous smile, eyes planning for when it would be her own turn, shifting from woman to woman wondering whom should be foist into the spotlight after her. Waterbender would probably get a kick out of it; Ris was making a real attempt; Soft Eyes was continuing to surprise her; it was much too early to toss it back to Maya; Heartthrob Frankie did not strike her as the type to play with heart.<br>"No pressure, you've got to set the tone for this. It's coming back to one of you, right, I get my turn after and you know I'm going to take it right to the limit. You best be nice for these girls' sake, Maya. I'm <em>so </em>thirsty for power over here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>01-07-2019, 16:02:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pool deck party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> getting on 12ish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong>Party games?<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> open<br><hr><br>Well. Turned out Maya was a bit on the flighty side, as well. Maybe it was just the excitement of starting out a new thing, first-day jitters? The New Zealander's grin could still melt glass, and there was no question she was perfectly friendly.&nbsp; Her touch made 'Ris shiver, but a lot of that was nerves, plus the fact that it had been months since...<br><br>Well. Story for another time.<br><br>Suddenly, and maybe unfairly, the sculptor felt like the adult chaperone at an after-Prom party.&nbsp; Or as if she were back in college, at one of the few parties she'd gone to.&nbsp; Out of touch, outside- more mature? If so, too much so.&nbsp; But almost all these ladies made her think of her friends and acquaintances back in undergrad, even talking about playing Truth or Dare. Well, except for the fact that they all had careers and lives, so clearly they had some part of their shit together.&nbsp; So what was wrong with<em> her?</em><br>&nbsp; <br>Give it time. They'd calm down, she'd loosen up...something.<br><br>At least the Asian girl on her other side was a bit calmer.&nbsp; It gave her an anchor.&nbsp; Easing herself out of the tub with a quiet apology to Maya and...Asami?&nbsp; Sora?&nbsp; Dammit.- she padded damply over to the bar to get a glass of water an something more drinkable than the Drain Cleaner Of The Day.&nbsp; Coming back with a glass of decent white wine, she perched on the edge of the tub, just dabbling her feet in, and waited for the questions to start flying.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>05-07-2019, 01:00:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xZYLIjJ.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931277#msg14931277)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hot tub Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, around lunch time<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> This cruise is gonna be lit.. Ellie Goulding - Something In The Way You Move ♪♫♬ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0_GWTy9FEM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See images (orange cream two piece thong bikini)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> generally - Max and Hot tub crew<br><hr>Basking in the radiant delight of the warm hot tub she was nearly squirming with pleasure as a water jet had accidentally or perhaps strategically been placed to douse her with fast moving current in the most sensitive of locations. Elsa smiled contentedly at the sensations.&nbsp; This was decidedly a very inappropriate place to be enjoying herself so much but as the women all talked her feet slowly crossed one another, caressing the top of the other. One knee rocked up and down, occasionally bobbing out of the water as it curled up quite high, dragging a foot along her leg before lowering it back down again. She did not want to mistakenly block the very well placed water jet's path. Her eyes took on a slightly dreamy cast as her whole body enjoyed the sensations. It was only the talk of Truth or Dare that she snapped out of her far distant thoughts. <br><br>Her eyes now wide she sat upright in the tub closing off the access of the naughty water jet. "Truth or Dare sounds fun," Elsa's accent brimmed with excitement. Studying the group, her eyes made the rounds of each of the beauties in the tub and around it, for a moment they lingered on Amelia then fell on another.&nbsp; "I have never played. How do we play? ... I know.. Max!" She grinned devilishly at the blond with the short hair and lean frame.&nbsp; "I ask you for Truth.. How many lovers have you had?.. Is this how we play? You answer or pick dare?" Her face suggested that a dare might be so much more fun... at least from Elsa's perspective.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>11-07-2019, 00:08:42</strong>
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				All at once the music around the hot tub and bar came to a stop and was replaced by a quaint little jingle of only a few notes, that anyone would recognize as being a rather generic ringtone that one might expect to go off anywhere and at any time these days. It was the type of tone that would come default with any phone and would likely only be used if the item was brand new, or the user was just too lazy to change it. Whatever the reason, there was no question what that chime playing over the speakers was. Then that same position was only enforced by the bartender, who grabbed a tablet from behind the bar and held it out to the ladies, releasing it to whomever was the first to take it.<br>The screen indicated that a video call was coming in and waiting to be accepted. With a quick swipe right of the little green icon, the screen came alive with a mirror image of all the ladies looking into the tablet. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/U2uKUxY.jpg)</div><strong>"Hi there ladies, I hope I'm not interrupting anything…"</strong> The woman's voice came from the speakers around the hot tub area, and above them a large, flatscreen monitor blinked alive with the image of the young woman facetiming them. Dressed in a style that could be called classy/casual, and wearing a big, friendly smile as she addressed the contest winners. <strong>"...say, mind doing a quick panorama, so I can get a look at all of you?"</strong> As whomever is holding the tablet shows it around the circle of women, <strong>"....mm-dang, if I wasn't married..."</strong> She would compliment with a little smile before letting out a chuckle.<br><strong>"...Seriously though, welcome all of you, and congratulations on being chosen for this once in a lifetime, ultra romantic journey over the sea. Where the number one goal for all of you should be to relax, have fun, and get to know the other amazing women you get to share this experience with. I'm Samira, and I'll be like your host for this trip. I'm sorry I can't be there with you in person, but we can't all take a month off work and airlifting me in and out everyday wasn't gonna work."</strong> She explained, offering a shrug at the end before offering that wide, friendly smile again. <br><br><strong>"Now I'm sure you've all been given the rundown of how things work on the Love Boat, but let me just run through a few basics: the schedule here is pretty loose, you'll be spending most 9f the trip out at sea, but you will be making port at a few stops along the way, the first of which will be beautiful Jamaica! Most stops will include some team challenges, that come with awards in the form of date cards…"</strong> Samira holds up two golden cards, each with half a heart printed on them.<br><strong>"...Most team challenges will be playing for these, with each member of the winning team getting one that they can use to take someone else on the boat out on a special date. Or if you find you have a good thing going and want to keep seeing where that leads, winners can combine their date cards and take each other out on an <em>extra special date</em>."</strong> she says, throwing in an eyebrow bump for effect.&nbsp; <strong>"These dates can be used at the restaurants on the ship, outings on the water, or even things to do where you are docked, all depending where you are… Another thing I'm sure you've been asking yourselves <em>"Where are all the other people on this cruise?"</em> this experience is in fact 100% booked by EftW for this experience, meaning you have run of the ship… excluding a few floors of just cabins you won't need, and the crew quarters…<em>"For just the nine of us, Samira?"</em> Not exactly, because as this cruise goes on, there will be new women showing up from time to time. So feel free to take your time and enjoy yourselves as you find that special someone. That said, if you do manage to find love with someone and you don't need to look anymore, we do ask you to let us know so we can get someone new in to take your place and keep the love train on the tracks!"<br><br>"Speaking of keeping things moving, it's about time to play our first game. Heads up, this one won't be for date cards. This one will decide where and who you'll be having dinner with. Five of you will be chowing down on burgers, or fish and chips at the Dirty Lymeric. The other four will be enjoying a four course meal at the Concerto. And the game you'll be playing&nbsp; to decide who goes where is one I'm sure most of you are familiar with…"</strong><br>Reaching below the screen Samira lifts up the classic square box with the colorful title across the top reading <strong><em>Twister</em></strong>.<br><br><strong>"That's right, Twister. Right now the crew should be setting up two Twister mats, and on each box you'll find your name on either team one or team two. Don't worry, we'll handle the spinner up here. You know the game, the spinner indicates a color and a body part and you put that body part on the colored circle. If you fall, you're out. The last four standing between the two teams will have dinner at the fancy feast, the other five will have some fun at the pub.<br>Once the game is over you'll have a good few hours to get ready, enjoy the hot tub some more, or just explore the ship. <br>Well it's about time to get this game started! Ladies, enjoy your night, and your dinner, and I'll look forward to seeing you all soon."</strong> Then the image of Samira left the tv screen and was replaced with a Twister spinner.<br><br>Just as Samira had said, a pair of stewards were laying out two Twister mats, and on the front of each of the boxes was a list of the women on each team:<br><strong>Team one</strong><br>Leah, Lakresha, Maya, Sora, Elsa<br><strong>Team Two</strong><br>Marissa, Asami, Amelia, Max<br><br>Once the mats were set up, the music came back on. Then up on the screen the digital spinner went around the board to land on "Left Hand, Green" and the game was on...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>14-07-2019, 21:36:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NxaLBd2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Leah River (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14936645#msg14936645)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding Symphony and getting to Meeting Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 12 pm<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Nervous, Happy, Disbelieving her luck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White Sheer Blouse with Yellow Bikini &nbsp;(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b8/f6/4e/b8f64e2c049b7fb113f6af3eb4f6a213.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lakresha, Maya, Sora, Elsa, Open <br><hr><br>Leah was at the bar contemplating getting into the hot tub with everyone else when the bartender passed over a tablet for her to answer a video call that was also being thrown up on the main monitor.&nbsp; She smiled at the beautiful black woman on the other side as she talked and followed her direction to scan the tablet over all the other bikini clad women in the hot tub as she nursed her drink.&nbsp; Nodding along as she held the tablet so that it could see most of the contestants in the pool and allowing her to hide behind the camera as Ms Samira, she would have to read the tablet left in her apartment more to make sure she didn't have any additional questions.&nbsp; Of course she could address those to stewards or the next time Ms Samira showed up.<br><br>Arching an elegant eyebrow as she looked to where 2 twister mats were being laid out, she rolled her eyes with a smile.&nbsp; Twister could be lots of fun with the right people.&nbsp; As she glanced at the other ladies in the hot tub, she thought that these might be the right people.&nbsp; Setting the tablet propped up on the bar and removing her shear white blouse and laying it across the bar, Leah got up and approached the twister mat that she was assigned to. <br>She should do pretty well at this, she had excellent balance from her T'ai Chi practice.&nbsp; Waling around the mat until she came to here a green circle as on the edge, she leaned forward to put her left hand on the green circle, crouched comfortable as she looked over the circle in easy reach as she waited for her next move.&nbsp; Looking over at the other contestants with a challenging smile, <strong>"Time to play ladies,"</strong> the busty brunette called out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>14-07-2019, 23:26:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy (Team 2)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pool deck party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> getting on 12ish+<br><strong>Content/Mood: </strong>Bending it like...somebody or other<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leah, open<br><br>Elliquiy: Nowherewoman rolls 1d10 and gets 3.<br><hr><br>Marissa tried not to gasp, hoped she didn't.&nbsp; For sure her jaw dropped a bit. Their 'virtual hostess' was probably the most beautiful person she'd ever seen, and that was even counting the lovelies around her in the warm and mostly uncovered flesh. It figured- didn't it just?- that she was one: not really there with them, and two: already married.<br><br>Almost as startling was the news that, crew aside, the ship was in fact empty except for their small coterie. That implied a <strong>huge</strong> expense on someone's part, and that made her nervous.&nbsp; Something for nothing often ended up costing more than if you'd paid full list for it, and something that sounded too good to be true, yadda yadda.&nbsp; At least it meant she could get away from the others for a bit, if she really felt the need.&nbsp; &nbsp;Something the size of a cruise ship had plenty of space for privacy without having to cloister herself in her room.<br><br>What was Samira saying...?<br><br>Twister?<br><br><em>Are you shitting me?</em>&nbsp; That was a game you dragged out at kids' birthday parties. On top of that, it was like a frat boy's wet dream, a bunch of drunk gals in bathing suits sliding all over each other...<br><br>It was also a game she was pretty damn good at.&nbsp; Or so she thought- it might have been barely possible that the booze in her system was doing a bit of her thinking for her. Still and all- she was thin, flexible, and pretty strong. Not like some of their real athletes strong, no, but for her weight and build, she could hold her own.&nbsp; She figured. Maybe<br><br>If she were going to break her own ice any time soon, something like that would be a good way to do it. Tossing back the rest of her glass of wine, she watched Leah with a bit of a giggle.&nbsp; "What the hell. Pass me the spinner."<br><br>Left hand Blue.&nbsp; OK, that would be- as she bent, she put her foot on a wet spot and went over on her butt.<br><br><em>Are you <strong>kidding</strong> me?</em><br><br>Lying on her back, looking up past the edge of the canopy at the blue sky, a few sympathetic faces looking down (and a few amused ones) all she could do was sigh and laugh again.&nbsp; <em>My life really sucks.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>15-07-2019, 00:44:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dbp7l9m.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lakresha Price<br><strong>Location:</strong> Left foot blue, right foot red, right hand green<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noonish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Twister<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Striped two piece, crossbones durag, hoop earrings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya, Sora, Leah, Marissa<br><hr><br>Once the hot tub began to thin out, Lakresha rose. There were no towels she could find, aside from what Marissa brought with her.<br>"Ooh, dirty trick. How'm I supposed to get a good balance in my soaking wet?"<br>Team one, the placard placed her. Half of the names she couldn't match faces to yet, but two stood out.<br><em>Maya. </em>She waved cursing kiwi over, offered her one of those silent, lazy lean-to high fives which were sans slap, more of a friendship tent than anything.<br><em>Sora. </em>That was girl jumping joy, sure to bring an unparalleled energy to the game. Dry, nervous laugh stuck in Lakresha's throat. But, really, what did she want to win for? Burgers were fine. If she could have fun at a comic con, she could have fun at a pub. Sharp as diamond wink sent sparks from her lashes Sora's way.<br><br>It would be anything but boring.<br><br>The first woman up was either Leah or Elsa, one of the stunning ladies from the bar. Lakresha took a moment to tighten the black fabric over her hair, to prevent it spilling up someone's nose once the game got tangled. She observed the placement of Leah's feet, that they were dry- <em>bit of a cheat- </em>and the stretch which angled down like something out of a yoga video.<br><br>Mom and dad were mathematicians. Her sisters took after them. Seeing Leah's feet not even on the board, she heard her mother correcting her, saying <em>no, no, that's arbitrary. Start in the right place, and take it step by step, or you'll never get the right answer, Lakresha. </em><br><br>That was okay. It was not her game to police. But Lakresha was prepared to play the way she'd learned how, and she was definitely, definitely going to kitten pile Leah if the opportunity presented.<br><br>Her spinner had just begun to whirl when the first body fell. Oh- Marissa- oh no. Lakresha found herself laughing, how awful. She could not control it, she could not catch her breath, she could not stop.<br>"Marissa, I'm sorry, you're the best," she wheezed. "You're awesome, I love you, don't be mad, I'm sorry."<br>But she needed to shake off those jitters, get the giggles out of her system and get down with this game.<br><br>Right foot red corner, left foot blue edge, that was the starting position for a Twister game, she was sure of it. She regret that propriety as soon as the spinner came up.<br><em>Right hand green. </em><br>That was all the way on the other side. "Save a seat for me at the pub."<br>Long reach with her right hand, clear across her body, bridging over the yellow row, frozen mid-warmup she planted her hand beside Leah's. Sure, she could have knelt down, and made it easier on herself- but then she couldn't have blocked Leah into that one little corner she'd chosen. Over or under, Leah was going to have to go through her. Take that!<br><br>The issue with Lakresha's choice of triangle top was that it only ever intended to contain from below, never from above. At this deeply bowed angle, she slipped high, high into the demi cup, not quite concealed by her thin straps.<br>"Don't let me fall outta my top," she whispered to Leah. Could feel the woman's breath in her hair.<br><br>At 2019-07-14 16:41:19, Dhi (uid: 27498) rolls: 1d10 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137980)<br><br>So far, so good.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>17-07-2019, 21:45:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://live.staticflickr.com/3749/32721860954_0f777fd69f_b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Asami 'Jade' Irihara<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the hot tub<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st| 11:50<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Bashfully excited<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cute two piece (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/75/1f/65751f77ec8ef018f6ddcacc504473cc.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Marissa, Amelia, Max<br><hr><br>At 2019-07-15 19:32:28, Bekah Boo (uid: 43539) rolls: 1d10 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137994)<br><br>Truthfully Asami had been grateful for the much needed interruption that came in the form of their beautiful host declaring news of a different game entirely; although it was difficult to say if twister was any better than the tossed out idea of truth or dare. At the very least the meek Asian could have had some sort of choice that was a safer route by picking truths if need be, though with the collection of beauties all stoked in their own oozing confidence to one level or another maybe truth wasn't even a safe choice either. Twister on the other hand easily brought the bright burn of a blush to hint across her delicate features as no matter how skilled there was no way to keep from things rubbing and touching, the sheer and clinging materials of the women's bathing suits ensuring there would be more than just a brush of skin on skin."Oh my..."Asami found herself swallowing softly, nervous digits brushing across the small knot just beneath the band of her bathing suit top as she could feel her heart beginning to beat faster.<br><br>Competitions were hardly an unknown factor for the accountant really, though in twister? This was a first. It certainly would be quite the ice breaker as if the hot tub soaking hadn't <em>already</em> done so for some more than others. <em>'Alright...you can do this, just..don't look silly.'</em> Challenge of the century, after all how could you <strong>not</strong> look just a bit odd contorting into the form of another by the silliness of a wheel?Pulling herself from the warmth of the hot tub Asami could feel a light shiver course through herself without the bubbling jets, admittedly missing them for a brief moment, but she was certain the same sort of heat would quickly return once it was obvious it was her turn on the mat. Marissa's wipe out did earn a soft giggle from the woman along with a small tinge of sympathy, though the other woman looked to be in some good spirits so it wasn't hugely an issue. Glancing to the screen for instruction Asami nearly held her breathe as the lights flickered before landing on something thankfully a bit simple; alright...left foot green, easy.<br><br>In theory it was indeed quite easy given she was now the only one on their selected teams mat, without the worry of brushing against another as of yet, Asami was allowed to stretch out as needed. What was the concerning part was just how she managed to place herself in the center, standing with firm thighs parted in a bit more of a gait than she would have done otherwise, thin arms moving to keep herself balanced as she flushed. "We probably should have dried off more before this."she'd cringe with a soft giggle, the ever persistent blush remaining across her sweet features as she gave a small thumbs up completing her turn thankfully with no issues. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>18-07-2019, 00:30:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CTdHHZI.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amelia Thompson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931886#msg14931886)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front of ship bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, 12:00<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Tongue twister, or just regular twister?<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One-piece swimsuit (https://i.imgur.com/Qs8OOtj.png), sandals with raised heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Marissa, Asami, Amelia, Max<br><br>At 2019-07-17 17:19:26, Amelia (uid: 41538) rolls: 1d10 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138012)<br><hr>The general chatter kept on for a little longer. Amelia was just about to join the others in the hot tub when the announcement ipad was handed over. Well, now was as good of a time as any, and she found herself a seat on the edge of the tub, dipping her feet in. Man it felt great, no doubt about that. She should've gotten in earlier, but whatever.<br><br>Her inner journalist wanted some attention when it was brought up how few people were actually on the ship. While they hadn't met anyone else (other than crew), she'd assumed there would be more. She knew exactly how much one of these cruises usually cost to run. How much the fuel alone cost. A fuckton, not even a regular ton sufficed. Maybe it was a publicity stunt or something? "This is how far we're willing to go to make sure our guests find the love of their life" or something like that. Were they really <em>that</em> confident that their pickings would work out? While the applications gave some material to work with, it wasn't a lot to work with when it came to gauging compatibility. Either way, she'd pulled the golden ticket, along with the other beautiful women lining the tub.<br><br>The "rules" of the cruise went on to be explained, along with the rewards for the first little game. Either option sounded great in her eyes. She wasn't much of a snob when it came to food, and she suspected it would be delightful either way. She doubted they'd pit Gordon Ramsay up against McDonalds exactly. She was more of a beer person than a wine person too, but oh well. While she on her part didn't care much if they won or lost, she would still make a valiant effort.<br><br>The game was revealed though, and what confidence she had crumbled. Twister? God fucking damn it. While she was decently fit, and her four limbs were nimble, her back was like a 2-by-4. Hopefully there was a cute masseuse who doubled as a chiropractor, her back hurt just thinking about it. But oh well, what was love without a few sacrifices?<br><br>They assumed starting positions, and Marissa went first, only to anticlimatically fall on the first move. Not a great start, there was no denying that. Wiping their feet before they got on the mat would probably have been a good idea. Seeing the spin, she quickly realized she was probably in the worst starting position as well, with the green tiles to her right. She'd have to reach across to get it. Unlucky there, hopefully she could pull it off but she'd be severely crippled at that point for the next turn, if there was even going to be one. Not to mention she had to twist her entire back to reach it. Good grief.<br><br>Asami went next, and got through her move well. Going by the order, she was next, and she somehow managed it, albeit not without a great deal of discomfort. A few more moves went about, but she never got a chance to move her hand and eventually she got to the point where she was so crossed over she no longer had any viable moves left. She'd tried, but fuck, that was the end of it. While she tried for a bit, she eventually gave in and "accidentally" let an elbow fall to the mat. She wasn't heartbroken over it, but still felt like she'd let her team down slightly. Still, she took it with a straight face, chuckled a little and got up and off the mat, and did a few stretches to numb her aching back. It was incredible what a lawn chair could do to a person's back. She gave a nod towards the tub to Marissa as she headed over there herself, picking back up her drink from the bar bench as she got in, taking a seat so she could watch the rest of the carnage ensue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>18-07-2019, 02:50:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maya Williams<br><strong>Location:</strong> Suite -&gt; Welcome Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noontime<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Excited, game of games <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leah, Lakresha, Sora, Elsa<br><hr><br>At 2019-07-17 17:07:02, BlueEyedBard (uid: 15255) rolls: 1d10 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138011)<br><br>Maya was still getting pumped up for the promise of scandalous truths and amusing dares, when the sudden interruption of a ringtone filled the area. Her first thought was that she was already drunk after slamming back that drink. It coulda had more kick to it than she first thought. But this was quickly dismissed when she noticed the bartender handing Leah a tablet so she could answer the call that was attempting to come through. Then her hyperactive brain was completely grabbed by their host appearing on the screen.<br><br>Twister?! They had gone from a game she hadn't played since she was in college, to a game she hadn't played since she was in primary school! Why such a juvenile choice? Of course a quick look around at the swimwear clad ladies, some even sparkling as the sunlight reflected off the little droplets of water that clung to their skin, gave her all the answer she needed and a little smirk grew across her face. Oh yes, she could get into this. <br>With hands on the edge of the tub she lifted herself out of the water and swung her legs over the edge. "Ok, let's get twisted…"<br><br>Taking a quick look over the team list she knew she recognized each of them, but all the faces were still a <em>little</em> unspecific. Except for one, Lakresha, the steamy lone hot tubber she had joined in with. She lifted her head from the list of names just in time to notice the exact person she had been thinking about, motioning to her and coming in for a soft five… she always thought she had some of those psycho-abilities.<br>Maya's grin widened as she lifted her hand to connect with Lakresha's, her fingers linking with the other's as she came in close enough to say in a low voice, "So you know, if you need to lean on someone down there, don't be shy." she would tease with a wink before they broke off.<br>Then she turned her attention to Elsa, who would be moving to the same mat as her. She may have not been any good with names to faces, but she didn't miss that Swedish accent, and managed to connect it to the name in a second. Reaching out she put an arm around the other blonde's shoulders, still wearing that teasing grin as she added "...and then I'll lean on you, we'll have a real pretty pile." then let out a quick chuckle as she assumed her starting place on the mat.<br><br><em>Ok, green...got it…</em><br>Maya was only getting to her first spot when she noticed a thump and the sudden commotion as Marissa went to the floor. "No shit…" but she didn't laugh. She knew if she laughed it was going to be her next.<br>With the spinning of the pointer she reached out to get her hand on a blue spot as both Lakresha and Leah were getting pretty well tangled already. There was another commotion of someone going down on the other mat again, but she was in no position to see who it was. Besides her next move was far more interesting…<br><br>Right hand red, and on the other side of the two lovely ladies already bending themselves, in all their glory, across the mat. There was no way she was going over, and around seemed just as unlikely…<br>"Excuse me, ladies. No need to make room. I'm just gonna…" the kiwi said with some feigned difficulty, as she knelt down low and used those long, strong legs to hold herself in place as she stretched herself across the mat and directly under Lakresha, and between the outstretched arms of Leah to get her hand on a red circle. She could only imagine what soft, luscious parts of the two other women were currently brushing against her back, but she could imagine, and that image just made her grin widen.<br><br>"...Hope nobody has any personal space issues…" she would exclaim, sticking her tongue out a little. In all honesty, Maya would have likely preferred a night at the pub over a fancy dinner. But it was a game, and she wasn't the type to be in the habit of losing either. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>18-07-2019, 21:04:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/9/91/1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg/397px-1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maxine 'Max' Ernshaw (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931471#msg14931471)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Room -&gt; Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, ~11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> &nbsp;Lonely Island - I'm on a Boat (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avaSdC0QOUM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue halter bikini top (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/02/32/98/02329848adf3e54cda3dc5cbccfce0aa.jpg) &amp; pineapple swim trunks (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5d/0d/32/5d0d32296de5c51b18f2ca321fc05178.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All | Open<br><hr><br>At 2019-07-18 13:34:47, Max (uid: 24594) rolls: 1d10 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138019)<br><br>Once their host had explained the situation a bit more in-depth, and introduced their first game, Max was pumped.&nbsp; The event would definitely work to not only get them all more comfortable with one another physically, but loosen them up and make them all more comfortable with each other socially.&nbsp; She didn't know about the other girls, but anyone who couldn't let loose, have fun and be silly wouldn't really appeal to her.&nbsp; Plus, the way the girls reacted to failure and looking foolish would tell her so much that just having a conversation wouldn't.<br><br>She climbed from the hot tub as the first couple of women took their turns, looking around and snagging a towel from the bartender with a wink.&nbsp; Keeping one eye on the show, she gave her lower body a bit of a drying off, though her swim trunks made that considerably more difficult than if she'd been wearing a suit like the other girls.&nbsp; Her eyes tracked Marissa as the woman slipped and then walked away from the game looking less-than-enthused.&nbsp; Then, she returned her attention to the others, snickering softly as her own team seemed to struggle something fierce.&nbsp; "Good lookin' out, Asami!"&nbsp; She pumped a fist into the air when Asami seemed to be holding their group in the running, then beamed at Amelia.<br><br>"You did great, Amelia.&nbsp; Sometimes fate just really wants to see pretty girls land on their butts."&nbsp; Laughing, she moved over to take her spot on her turn, enjoying the view of her team mate spread out over the brightly-colored mat like a glistening treat.&nbsp; When the spinner on the screen indicated she should plant her right foot on red, she picked the circle that would allow her to get cozy with the beautiful brunette.&nbsp; Flashing a grin, she murmured to the pretty Asian girl when they got close.&nbsp; "Anyone ever tell you that you look like the manga version of Velma from Scooby Doo?&nbsp; I always loved Velma."<br><br>Chuckling, she got even cozier as she arched her slender form over Asami's to plant her left hand on a yellow circle.&nbsp; Perched in downward dog position, with her skinny behind hoisted in the air, she turned her head to look back at the screen.&nbsp; Right foot green?&nbsp; Well, fuck.&nbsp; There was <em>no</em> way she was going to manage <em>that</em> sort of bodily contortion with her petite teammate underneath her.&nbsp; For a moment she considered making the effort, but suspected she would just end up taking Asami out with her.&nbsp; So, instead, she lowered her knees to the mat and briefly grazed her bare stomach against her team mate's, so she could safely sit up without risking a slip that could end their game.<br><br>Once she was kneeling beside Asami on the mat, she grinned at the girl and leaned over to murmur next to her ear.&nbsp; "You got this, gorgeous."&nbsp; Dropping a playful wink as she leaned back, she scooted off the mat and back to her feet, turning to join the others at the bar.&nbsp; After grabbing another drink, she watched the game continue while standing with the other girls who'd bombed in their first few moves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yuki92</strong> on <strong>19-07-2019, 10:34:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/RBT0CtP/57572671-2279540165604061-3101619222740992-n.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sora Fujioka<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding and welcome party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> High Tension<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> (See Picture) Black two piece bikini<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Team 1 (Leah, Lakresha, Maya, Elsa)<br><br>At 2019-07-19 03:09:10, yuki92 (uid: 53695) rolls: 1d10 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138026)<br><hr><br>When Sora was getting ready for some truth or dare fun, a video call interrupted, there was a clear sign of disappointment on her face, "You are interrupting,, but i guess truth or dare fun can wait", she answered to the voice then started to listen to her. When twister game was mentioned, her disappointed face suddenly turned bright, "YES! I like this one too" she said pointing at the twister mat while looking around.&nbsp; "I'm good at this!" she had the confidence.<br><br>Sora positioned herself near the first mat where her other teammate getting ready, she couldn't remember who was who yet, but they were beautiful and looked quite fit. "I won't lose this game" she said to Elsa behind her when her other teammate started tangling themselves. There was a strong urge to jump on top of Lakresha and Maya but Sora could hold it in, she would do that if this wasn't a competition, she didn't want to lose. She didn't really care about the prize, she just want to win.<br><br>"YES! MY TURN!" she shouted when her name finally came out, as if she couldn't keep her voice to herself, she just loved shouting. Sora positioned herself and grinned at the existing players on the mat, feigning a jump before slipping in. She got into a position where her elbow touched Lakressha's body, and her face was really close with Maya's. "Umm... Hi", she just smiled at her. "nice to meet you" it wasn't a right time for introduction, but she just wanted to say that. And she successfully blending in on the mat.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>20-07-2019, 03:05:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xZYLIjJ.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931277#msg14931277)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hot tub Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, around mid day<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> This cruise is gonna be lit.. Ellie Goulding - Something In The Way You Move ♪♫♬ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0_GWTy9FEM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See images (orange cream two piece thong bikini)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Team 1 (Leah, Lakresha, Maya, Sora)<br><hr><br>At 2019-07-19 18:41:49, Sarita (uid: 65842) rolls: 1d10 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138030)<br><br><hr><br>Robbed before she could get her first round of Truth or Dare in. Oh well, there would be other days and more opportunities. Like all the others Elsa watched the beautiful dark skinned woman tell them about the game they would play and afterwards Elsa crawled out of the hot tub along with her bevy of bodacious bedfellows. Elsa watched with eager anticipation for her turn, she could hardly sit still as she watched them getting into position. Being a naturally competitive person she was eager to cheer on Team One. Deciding that the combination of hot tub water and plastic was going to be bad she followed Max's lead and toweled herself off, paying extra attention to her feet and hands. The confidence the woman exuded made her think that she knew what she was doing. Elsa had never played this game before and was studying it with wide eyes. She wanted to win, so it was good fortune that Elsa was going last.&nbsp; <br><br>Maya reached out and put an arm around Elsa's shoulders, as they all stood around. Elsa flashed her a grin, looking at the arm on her shoulder then up at Maya who grinned as she said <em>"...and then I'll lean on you, we'll have a real pretty pile."</em> Maya chuckled and moved to assume her starting place on the mat. <br><br>The hyper animated Sora looked back to Elsa and said, <em>"I won't lose this game."</em> <br><br>The slender Asian woman's enthusiasm was infectious, so Elsa cheer her on, <strong>"You got this!"</strong><br><br>It took a moment but with some directions Elsa figured out where she was supposed to be placed on the mat to start the game. She got down super low and watched the other mat as Team 2 made their moves. Back and forth, Elsa watched as Team 2 fell apart and Team 1 stayed tangled up together. Watching Max snake her way through the other women in Team 2, Elsa studied the moves. When Max finally tapped out, Elsa pointed and gasped. She turned to her teammates getting all twisted up and said, <strong>"We're going to win!"</strong> Her hands clapped together excitedly. The benefits of going last and learning from other's mistakes about to pay it's dividends.<br><br>Getting her chance at Twister glory her spin was called out; right leg, green.&nbsp; Elsa put her well muscled thigh over Maya and stepped down onto the exposed green circle, straddling across the others. Leaving a good view if anyone choose to look straight up at the curvy little blond. The next spin resulted in her elevating her other leg as she perched like a stork. The little electric sensations of her flesh brushing against one of the women made her grin and nearly break into a giggle before she could get all feet into position. <strong>"I am touching someone, I'm sorry,"</strong>&nbsp; Elsa called out. She looked down to find it was still Maya that she had straddled a moment ago. On the next spin it found her moving left hand down and under Lakresha, pressing her arm up against the woman's triangular covered assets so Elsa could reach the red circle. <br><br>The twister gods left Elsa with a leg brushing against the inside of Maya's thigh, and her arm under and pressed up against Lakresha's breasts. She knew her other parts were touching people but from this angle she couldn't see which ones. Turning to look at Lakresha she grinned from under her spilling blond hair. <strong>"I really like your top, it's cute."</strong> It was an attempt to diffuse the nerves in her tummy from being pressed up against Lakresha's full curves. That's when she noticed Leah was down there in the pile as well. <strong>"Hey there, from this angle it looks like your just magically hovering, I can't even see where your other hand is..."</strong> Elsa's head twisted trying to see but her blond hair had cascaded down like a yellow waterfall covering her face completely at this point. She puffed and blew profusely on it but it wasn't helping. From under the tangle of blond she was laughing. Hair was dangerously covering many of the circles. Rapunzel's mane was going to be a curse in this game.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>21-07-2019, 22:55:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14934581#msg14934581) (Team 2)<br><strong>Location:</strong> SIDELINED!<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> After noon<br><strong>Content/Mood: </strong>Sob sister sharing<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Amelia, open.<br><br><hr><br>Lakresha laughed at her.<br><br>Well, how could she help it? 'Ris was chuckling herself, rocking her head back and forth against the deck in amused disbelief and mortification.&nbsp; At least it was good-natured laughter, and as the buxom dark-skinned woman took her place, the view was....interesting. Very. Since she was nearly out of her suit top.<br><br>The booze helped, too.<br><br>With a sigh, she got herself upright, in the way her Yoga teacher always insisted on: roll to the side, arm under, lift gently.&nbsp; No Jet Li crunch-hops for her!&nbsp; Though a few of their co-cruisers looked as if they might be able to do that.&nbsp; Skirting the game board (and all the angular and curved flesh twisted up on it), she ordered a wine cooler to sort of taper off, and watched from a new angle.<br><br>The quiet Asian girl went next- Asami, that was her. God the other one had a mouth on her.&nbsp; Cute, but as noisy as a pre-teener. Somehow, the quiet girl bent herself into an udon noodle, adding to the sexy statuary on the slick plastic. Marissa still wasn't ready to say that any of them was 'what she was looking for'- except maybe their regrettably absent hostess- but damn, they were nice to look<strong> at. </strong> Shame she had wasted so much time trying to get the 'being straight' thing to work.<br><br>Amelia went next, and butt-planted- well, elbow-planted, anyway. It looked maybe like a deliberate forfeit, and for sure it wasn't as spectacular as Rissa's wipeout.&nbsp; As the blonde moved back over toward the hot tub, their eyes met, and 'Ris was pretty sure she got a subtle but distinct 'come on over' gesture.&nbsp; With nothing else to do right then (except watch girls slither all over each other which, as a spectator sport, she kinda preferred to do in private), she flashed&nbsp; a quick grin in reply and ambled over.<br><br>Perched once more on the edge of the hot tub, she examined the inside of her cheek with her tongue for something clever to say.&nbsp; "All she could come up with was, "Guess that lets us skip past the whole explanation of why I never went out for team sports in school, huh?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>22-07-2019, 21:01:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NxaLBd2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Leah River (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14936645#msg14936645) (Team 1)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding Symphony and getting to Meeting Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 12 pm<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Nervous, Happy, Disbelieving her luck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White Sheer Blouse with Yellow Bikini &nbsp;(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b8/f6/4e/b8f64e2c049b7fb113f6af3eb4f6a213.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lakresha, Maya, Sora, Elsa, Open <br>At 2019-07-22 00:09:44, Leah (uid: 61168) rolls: 1d10 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138084)<br><hr><br>Leah blushed as she realized she had started wrong, watching as the others put their feet on red and blue dots.&nbsp; She should have checked the rules instead of assuming things, especially since she had never played Twister before.&nbsp; Biting her lip nervously as she considered what to do, she came to the conclusion she had to get her feet on the mat.&nbsp; Slowly, so as to not disrupt anyone else while she was getting into the proper position, she found herself being blocked in by Lakresha who was in a precarious position in front of her.<br><br>"Don't let me fall outta my top," Lakresha whispered to Leah. <br><br>Leah licked her lips nervously as she was balancing with her feet on the edge of the Twister Mat and one hand on a green dot at the edge of the mat, whispering back to Lakresha, "I think that is a lost cause and who knows, you might be able to distract us." &nbsp;She winked at the sexy black woman as she tried to see what dots where doable from where she was trapped at the edge of the Mat with her large, firm breasts now practically in Lakresha's face.<br><br>"...Hope nobody has any personal space issues…" Maya would exclaimed as she positioned herself under Lakresha.<br><br>The spinner attendant called out, "Left foot yellow," who seemed to be having lots of fun watching the ladies press into each other as they reached for their dots.<br><br>"I don't think this mat was designed for 5 people, and touch away Elsa!"&nbsp; Leah called out jokingly as she looked for a yellow dot and she slid her left leg under Lakresha and Maya, sliding her toned leg down Maya's stomach as she had to lean away to keep her balance, still mostly stuck on the edge of the Mat.&nbsp; Her left hand stretched out above her head to help her balance and not accidently push against Lakresha as her torso was pressing against Lakresha and Maya's faces.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>23-07-2019, 23:28:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dbp7l9m.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lakresha Price (Team 1)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Leaving the board<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noonish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Flopping out<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Striped two piece, crossbones durag, hoop earrings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Elsa, Leah, Sora | Marissa, Max, Amelia<br><hr><br>In record time this was extremely intimate. She was trapped, tangled between smiling faces complimenting her on how phenomenal her boobs were today, like something out of a squirmy dream.<br>"Hey," she greeted Elsa for the first time as a limb scooped under to grope her. "Thanks. You know, you're rocking that thong."<br>The arm was stiff, her body quavered. That pressure was lovely, cozy, like she'd never left the hot tub. Her top depended on the arm beneath her, and as she felt Leah moving over her, Lakresha bore into it, yielded sway. Felt the warm, silky stretch of Elsa's skin like an extension of herself, connected by this relaxing, flowing part of her. Only the teeth of her strap stitching reminded her of where she ended, and Elsa began.<br>"You don't have to apologize to me, this is felicity."<br><br>It wasn't a word she'd ever had the opportunity to use, but an interview had earmarked it, when a guest conjured it to describe the sensation of near-death experience, of being pleased by all that surrounded and all the mind could dream, wrapped up in unconditional warmth. <em>Felicity. </em><br><br>The spinner came up. <em>Left hand red. </em><br>"Whaaat?"<br>Hard to even find such a thing, through the pile. There it was all the way over by her reaching right foot, and the easiest one was already claimed. This would involve either criss-crossing her arms and somehow staying low, never letting elbows touch, or turning onto her back and crossing at the ankle, navigating the arch of beautiful bodies blindly.<br>"That is impossible."<br><br>But this was her own fault, for trying to block in Leah. And if Lakresha was destined to go out this round, she would do it having fun, not buckling over, trembling, waiting for her strength to fail her. She went for The Big Twist.<br>"Here goes- <em>ah." </em><br>Leah's breast was directly there in her face as she turned, with zero chill. It rode her tightly bottled smile, she was sure Leah felt the struggle not to laugh in the shape of her face as she eased, unsteady, into a crab walk.<br><br>So far her left hand was just sailing. Finding the red circle behind her back was quite tricky. On first reach, she found Sora, and politely as she could manage followed the lean flow of form, down, down, between the knees was where she had to end up, down, praying Sora were not the ticklish type, with a final plastic slap directly on the red circle. Couldn't have gone better if she'd planned it.<br>"Ooh, watch out. I'm on fire tonight-"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Oh no</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-07-23 15:00:58, Dhi (uid: 27498) rolls: 1d10 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138105)</div></div><br><br>And the right arm suddenly felt the fatigue of holding her drink up over the hot tub water. She could feel it disobeying her. What a way to go. The elbow buckled, and she dropped three inches with a wet cat <em>eeek, </em>but the rest of her soon followed.<br>"I almost had that, give me some credit here."<br><br>What a feeling to be cast out of heaven. The squeeze went on without her, hovering, arching as she disentangled herself. Lakresha unstuck her skin from the plastic mat and sheepish joined Marissa, Amelia and Max in the loser's circle.<br>"My new friends," she greeted them. "What kind of pub food you like?"<br>Heartthrob Frankie. Funny Girl. She didn't know their actual names, just yet. "We'll have fun. I'm Lakresha Price, I used to play Silk Weed on Pandora X. It's nice to meet you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>25-07-2019, 20:54:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maya Williams<br><strong>Location:</strong> Suite -&gt; Welcome Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noontime<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Excited, game of games <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leah, Lakresha, Sora, Elsa<br><hr><br>It quickly became clear to Maya that her original concern that someone amongst them might have been a little shy was totally unwarranted, because these ladies were diving right into this sensual knot of bodies and bikinis like it was spring break in Cancun. If she wasn't having so much fun, and concentrating on not losing her balance with every new limb that brushed against her skin, Maya might have thought she'd have a blush on her own face. But she managed to hold her composure with little more than a laugh, as more and more they were tangled together. <br><br>The laugh came when the more petite of the women here, Sora, came squirming in right next to her until they were face to face before giving her a quick and cheery hello.<br>"Hey mate…" she would respond with a wide grin of her own. Maya couldn't help the feeling that Sora looked like she was just out of high school, though she had to admit that the girl had a smile and a laugh that was infectious. But even that could have been Maya's own potential for immaturity at times…<br>Though a new distraction appeared right away when Elsa's toned legs came sliding over her making her almost wobble out of her spot, catching herself before she did. She wanted to say something clever, but in the moment she only came up with "No worries, love...make yourself comfortable…" while trying to hold herself up, as a leg grazed up her inner thigh.<br><br>With a few more spins the game was quickly becoming an endurance contest. Every move another of the women made, msde staying up that much more difficult. But Maya was a competitor, so she took every new position with a grin on her face. Even as that grin was pressed into Leah's taught stomach. <br>Lakresha made a good try, but soon even she dropped from her crab walk form. Nowit was her turn again. Left leg, green. Ok, this was going to be interesting. <br>With some difficulty she turned her head, sliding her face along Leah's torso to see hear goal. Then she turned her face up to give Leah an apologetic smile, "Sorry love, my turn this time…" the kiwi would apologize... <br><br>At 2019-07-24 17:14:39, BlueEyedBard (uid: 15255) rolls: 1d10 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138125)<br><br>In order to stretch her leg back to the opposite end of the mat, she had to twist herself around so her back was towards Sora and her face was pressed directly into Leah's stomach as she stretched her leg back between Sora's legs. Then the only way to get the right angle was to press her upper body higher into a modified lunging position. This inadvertently caused her to slide her face up Leah's torso until her face ended up planted right between her soft, heaving, breasts. At the same time, the back of her leg was grinding higher and higher up between Sora's thighs, and there was no way to avoid it, the bend of her back had her pressing her own barely covered groin into Elsa's leg until her toes were able to find hold on one of the green dots. Finally in place she let out an almost unintelligible "Mph-hahh! Kwuck! Phumbudy elph go!", being completely muffled by Leah's chest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>25-07-2019, 21:11:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14934581#msg14934581) (Team 2)<br><strong>Location:</strong> SIDELINED!<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> After noon<br><strong>Content/Mood: </strong>Sob sister sharing<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lakresha, open.<br><br><hr><br>'Ris saluted Lekresha with the bottle of her wine cooler as the dark-skinned beauty padded and bobbed over, looking chagrined. "Hey, you did better'n I did, at least," she commiserated. "I was sure you were gonna come right out of your top." Which would have been embarrassing. And kind of fun. No way she would have done that in a bikini, herself. Though she didn't fill one out anywhere near as dangerously as did Lakresha. Top <strong>or</strong> bottom.<br><br>Then the question about pub food was floated, and she grinned.&nbsp; "Mozz sticks with siracha- if it's good mozz and good siracha.&nbsp; You figuring to go bar-hopping, since none of us get the extra-special date night tonight?"&nbsp; She sipped at her drink, and then added, "Got a weak spot for nachos, too, if they're not soggy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yuki92</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 10:28:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/RBT0CtP/57572671-2279540165604061-3101619222740992-n.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sora Fujioka<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding and welcome party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> High Tension<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> (See Picture) Black two piece bikini<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Team 1 (Leah, Lakresha, Maya, Elsa)<br><br>At 2019-07-26 03:07:38, yuki92 (uid: 53695) rolls: 1d10 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138151)<br><hr><br>This was amazing and tiring at the same time. Sora almost laughed when Lakresha finally down, "Too baad, giirl" Sora shouted at her even though her hand was starting to tremble, but she was sure she could hold it up for another few minutes or so. Then it was Maya's turn, she closely looked at her because she was right in front of her face, so some weird move could jeopardize her position too. Sora was smiling when Maya said something that she couldn't understand. "Hey, that seems like a good view. How is the view over there~" she teased her, knowing that she couldn't talk back to her.<br><br><br>"Okay! My turn!" Sora looked at the screen. Left hand red. She looked at the other body and started to grin, it felt like she found something interesting to do. "I'm sorryyyy", she said before she stretched her left hand towards the other end of the mat. She just used one hand to support her small frame, it was actually enough for a short time, but she didn't know for how long she need to be in this position. So with her hand stretched far, her face was right in front of Maya's crotch, "I take back my words, i have the best view", she smiled as she sniffed at the crotch in front of her face. She was trying her best to hold herself from licking or putting her face right into it, but she already showed one of her best smile because of this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>27-07-2019, 01:58:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xZYLIjJ.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931277#msg14931277)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hot tub Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, around mid day<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Ellie Goulding - Something In The Way You Move ♪♫♬ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0_GWTy9FEM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See images (orange cream two piece thong bikini)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><hr>This wasn't a game, it was a cross between a war zone and an orgy. Bodies were hitting the floor and the carnage was real as one by one players were eliminated from the field. Elsa swore that the sweat was starting to pop out from some of the ladies or maybe it was just the dripping hot tub water, either way the mat was slick, flesh was glistening and things were getting hotter. Noticing how the others seemed to increasingly rub up against each other and get a little closer than was maybe necessary, Elsa looked at this as an opportunity to win. It was a sorry commentary but Elsa had a competitive streak, it was the same one that drove her to be one of the best Crossfit athletes in Sweden and the rest of Europe. Oh, she enjoyed the playing, and she loved having fun doing it, but she still really wanted to win.<br><br>Lakresha slippy slided her way out of contention which was a little disappointing because Elsa had just started to get cozy with her but it opened up more of the mat. Taking another turn at the spinner she followed the instructions by placing her parts one by one onto the next series of slippery colored dots. Because there was an opening due to all the falling team 2 members she took advantage of them and moved herself into freedom. Elsa felt good, she felt strong, not a bead of sweat on her. This game was nothing compared to running a crossfit relay. A sly smirk crossed on her face when she landed neatly in the clearing. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Left Leg, Blue. It seemed so easy.</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-07-26 18:25:14, Sarita (uid: 65842) rolls: 1d10 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138159)<br><br>Left leg - blue, was called out and Elsa took that turn confidently moving more towards Asami...<br></div></div><br><br>Elsa's body pancaked out flat. One subtle twist of the hand or maybe it was the foot and every limb shot out in opposite directions like she was making a snow angel. With an even smack she dropped to the mat. For a moment she laid there looking straight up from her new found position on her back, a sharp laugh erupted from her mouth and her body trembled with the laughter. <strong>"Oh crap. I don't even... I was just going to.. Ugh..."</strong> Elsa laughed for another few seconds as she wiggled around slowly to keep from kicking someone's feet or hands out from under them. Squirming she got herself to the edge of the mat in the most undignified way possible then army crawled on elbows to pull her legs out from under the tangled bodies. Coming to her feet she placed her hands on her hips and pointed back at the group. <strong>"This demands a rematch... Soon."</strong> Walking away with a wide grin on her face she pulled her long hair up to shake out the matted mess, rogue strands of blond flyaways leaping in every direction until running her wet hands over it.<br><br>Elsa walked around the mat to join the cheer section. "Hello hello. Elsa here for those I have not formally met," she placed a hand on her chest before she pointed back over her shoulder. <strong>"My vote is on Maya the football player. She's got the lean athletic build to take this the distance. Who wants in on this action? Losers have to run topless around the ship's deck."</strong> The pointing finger started to make circles to demonstrate the required action. Eyes landing on the slim blond, Max she nodded. <strong>"You'll take this action. I know it. Who's your pick to win? ... Everyone place your bets."</strong><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>29-07-2019, 00:20:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://live.staticflickr.com/3749/32721860954_0f777fd69f_b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Asami 'Jade' Irihara<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twister mat<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st| 11:50<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Bashfully excited<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cute two piece (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/75/1f/65751f77ec8ef018f6ddcacc504473cc.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Max, Maya, Leah, Sora, Elsa <br><hr><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Asami's turn</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-07-27 19:44:57, Bekah Boo (uid: 43539) rolls: 1d10 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138173)</div></div><br><br>It was hard not to pay attention to not only holding her own position but that of the other mat just a few feet away, the mesh of bodies all winding and melding together much more difficult to keep any attempt of a shy flush from creeping across her features. Fate was certainly giving the other team more than enough chances of bushing body parts along others than their own team, Asami uncertain if such was <em>actually</em> a good thing considering this was supposed to be all for fun. Ah yes twister, a sure fire way to get total strangers on a much more comfortable basis with one another. Somehow the thought sounded much more sarcastic in the young accountant's mind than it actually was, she <strong>had</strong> willingly come to the cruise in the hopes of connecting with another in a way that her secretive nightly outings didn't. So maybe Asami was slightly envious of the other team in comparison to her own team somewhat botching the game? Envious probably wasn't the right word really, disheartened? Maybe a part of her actually <em>did</em> want a bit of the buzzing delight of soft skin brushing against her as she-<br><br><strong>Too</strong> vivid and almost as though the very heat of her thought could actually be felt, silky flesh meeting the light arch of her back from her prone form bent over in a long stretch, wait a second who's turn was it?Admittedly Asami had been quite lost in her own thoughts to realize indeed she wasn't just imagining the feel of heat bridging over her own as the intensely jovial blonde from before made herself quite known to the Asian much to Asami's bashful knowledge, dark pools of oak flickering just over her shoulder to Max while her breath caught in her throat. That's right so far it had only been herself that had managed to stay upright on the colorful circles though Max's teasing certainly did slightly jeopardize such, the unavoidable rise of her back further meeting the woman's middle as she bit her lower lip."N-No I've uh...never heard that one."she managed to squeak back with a sheepish giggle, the large frame of her glasses certainly giving the accountant a certain <em>look</em> even when they were safely tucked away in her room. More than anything it at least meant Max was just as studious of the profiles of the other women than others as the very thought made Asami fluster all the more, her knees nearly shaking as she mused softly."I mean she <em>was</em> the smartest one in the group."She chided back in some attempt at keeping the conversation going, or to focus on anything other than the taut feel of Max's stomach touching across the bare expanse of her back in their winding poses.<br><br>Such a streak of luck however wouldn't last long as Max would take a knee in favor of further worming herself against Asami's stretched form, somewhat belated although the hush of the hot whisper across the shell of the Asian's ear more than made up for such a fact, Asami's features brightening hotly with the compliment. Before Asami could even fully react however it seemed that their team had gone through their own roster with only herself remaining, the winner of a much more illustrious date certainly not helping to cool the fever of her blush even as she stood upright with a swallow. She couldn't quite remember the last time she had won anything, even if it was only out of a bracket such as this, but much less went on a date where she <em>had</em> to dress up and enjoy a five course meal. Much less the others who would join her all seemed <em>much</em> more confident in their own personalities and demeanor, Asami almost fearful of putting herself in such a position, but this was what she signed up for. Maybe not twister...but she wasn't the most high society of folks given her upbringing. <br><br>Standing awkwardly the Asian was presented with the fact the game still needed a true winner though. It was a friendly competition of such and the true prize had already been won, but where was the fun in stopping now? Well there was some need, but somehow Asami was certain if she denied such it would make her seem even more of a stick in the mud than she might have appeared already."Well I guess we should see who wins it all huh?"she chuckled to herself shly, bare feet padding over to the other mat as she held her breathe, watching the spinner go before her next roll was given. Alright...left hand on red and right foot on blue.Unlike before where Asami had much control over where she placed herself without any fear of brushing against another, the other team had quite a few players still fully placed, dark eyes scanning the slightly erotic twisting of Maya's face buried into quite the ample amount of cleavage while Sora was equally in similar state on the other end of things.&nbsp; Glancing back to her fallen team with a shy smile Asami wound herself around the tangle of bodies to slid a free hand through an opening between Maya's stomach and just on the otherside of Leah's bust, her petite form arching to keep her knee from fully grinding against Maya's back although the mesh of bodies made it hard not to lightly rest against Sora's side as Asami flushed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>30-07-2019, 03:16:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NxaLBd2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Leah River (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14936645#msg14936645)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding Symphony and getting to Meeting Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 12 pm<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Nervous, Happy, Disbelieving her luck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White Sheer Blouse with Yellow Bikini &nbsp;(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b8/f6/4e/b8f64e2c049b7fb113f6af3eb4f6a213.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lakresha, Maya, Sora, Elsa, Open <br>At 2019-07-29 17:49:01, Leah (uid: 61168) rolls: 1d10 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138221)<br><hr><br>As Lakesha failed her next move, Leah pouted, "You get lots of credit, Lakesha!"&nbsp; The busty tanned brunette responded to the sexy woman, "And you nearly took me out with you."&nbsp; Leah having had to tense up to keep her balance as Lakesha lost her balance and bumped against her.<br><br>Grinning at Maya, "Go for it hon!" She wiggled her bust as she noticed where Maya was looking, "Do your best!" &nbsp;Leah was in trouble, although enjoying it immensely as Maya's face was mashed into her large, firm breasts, the brunette doing nothing to relieve pressure against her bosom.&nbsp; Elsa was out, which helped, reduced the number of bodies on the mat, but then Asami came to join in with them as she felt the woman's arm sliding against the underside of her firm, smooth, silk covered breasts as she strained to keep her balance, using all her balance training from T'ai Chi. <br><br>Giggling as she heard Sora ask Maya how her view was, the busty brunette calls out, "She can't really see much right now!" As Else fell out, she called out, "Awww...we were just getting to know you Elsa!" Enjoying the feel of Elsa crawling rubbing against Leah's body as the blonde crawled free of the mess of bodies.<br><br>And then it was her turn to move, as the next move was called out, "Right Foot Red!"<br><br>This was bad, Leah thought to herself as she looked around for a free red spot, the only one in reach and available was by reaching under Maya.&nbsp; Slowly releasing her right foot, as she leaned backwards a bit more, giving Maya some room to breathe finally.&nbsp; She extended her toned leg across the mat, ending up in an extended crab crawl position as her body slide down Maya's until their breasts were mashing together, her face next to Maya's as her breathe slide across Maya's neck.&nbsp; Asami's arm was now on top of her breasts and she could feel her leg sliding against Sora's arm as she was barely able to reach a red dot. &nbsp;"That better Maya?" &nbsp;She asked teasingly in their new position, her arms shaking a little as she held herself still.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>31-07-2019, 09:46:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maya Williams<br><strong>Location:</strong> Suite -&gt; Welcome Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noontime<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Excited, game of games <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leah, Sora, Asami<br><hr><br>Pretty sure that was the sound of someone going down, Elsa maybe? It was hard to tell as the only thing she could see, whenever a sliver of light pierced through the boob palace in which she was locked, was endless dark caramel skin. With her head practically sandwiched between Leah's dirty pillows, Maya was having trouble following what was happening. She did get the idea that the girl from the other mat joined in when she felt a new arm and leg go caressing across her midsection. Whatever was going on she was sure of one thing, if she didn't get a breath soon she was gonna collapse. <br><br>Finally it was Leah's turn again and she felt the woman lean back a bit more. Immediately she sucked in a lung full of salty, life giving, air, then let it out in a deep chuckling breath. When she finally opened her eyes again Leah was pressed up against her from below. Maya knew her face was red, with heat and holding her breath over embarrassment, but she still grinned when Leah checked on her. "Loads better, love. Thanks."<br><br>At 2019-07-30 23:47:02, BlueEyedBard (uid: 15255) rolls: 1d10 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138252)<br><br>The tough part when it was her turn to go was definitely going to be trying to move at all with this tangle of women wrapped all around her, it was probably the hottest predicament she had ever found herself in. With Leah below, Asami above, and Sora behind, there really wasn't a lot of options for moving. Then the spinner spun, left foot, yellow. Amazing! Probably the easiest spin of the night. All she had to do was pull that stretched out leg back in a bit!<br>She heard the encouragement from Elsa as she began to move and turned her head toward the crowd, giving them all a big, toothy grin...until she started to wobble. <br><br>"Wa-wowoa…!" It was only a momentary stumble, and didn't bring her knee to the ground, but it was close. Way too close for comfort, and when she got her balance again she let out another nervous chuckle before calling back to the hot tub. "Hey peanut gallery, some of us are trying to concentrate over here!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yuki92</strong> on <strong>31-07-2019, 23:03:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/RBT0CtP/57572671-2279540165604061-3101619222740992-n.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sora Fujioka<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding and welcome party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> High Tension<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> (See Picture) Black two piece bikini<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leah, Maya, Asami<br><br>At 2019-07-31 05:20:16, yuki92 (uid: 53695) rolls: 1d10 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138253)<br><hr><br>That was another body down, and Sora was proud of herself that she could still be in there, she was the smallest but didn't mean she was the weakest. Okay, her hands started to trembling again a little bit, but it was nothing, really, it was nothing. Sora welcomed the new body, it was the Japanese who couldn't really speak Japanese, she needed to know more about her later, but for now she would just enjoy her body touching against her in this game. <br><br><strong>"My tuuuurn!!" </strong>she shouted, trying to hid<strong></strong>e her own suffering, she could feel her hands could collapse at any time, she survived on her own willpower alone, will to be tangled in this giant mess of beautiful body.<br><br>"Left hand, yellow", it was easier move and it made her own position better, reducing the strain on her hands which was a very good things. Sora moved her hand easily, then looked at Asami. <strong>"Hey, again. I hope we can touch each other more"</strong>, she winked at her, now this game was all about endurance and mind games, that was what she thought. <strong>"No one is betting for me? You will regret it!!"</strong>, she shouted at the audiences.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>02-08-2019, 20:10:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://live.staticflickr.com/3749/32721860954_0f777fd69f_b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Asami 'Jade' Irihara<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twister mat<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st| 11:50<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Bashfully excited- Flubbed up<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cute two piece (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/75/1f/65751f77ec8ef018f6ddcacc504473cc.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya, Leah, Sora<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Asami's turn</div><div class="spoiler_body">url=/forums/dicebot.php?r=138265]At 2019-07-31 19:47:14, Bekah Boo (uid: 43539) rolls: 1d10 Result: 3</div></div><br><br>Contact.<br><br>Waaay too much contact.<br><br>Asami certainly wasn't as conservative as what she led her parents to believe but this game of twister was potentially up in leagues more than the meek accountant was prepared for, and the cruise had only started! "I'm almost afraid of what is planned next, this already seems pretty erm..well you know."Asami breathed out with an airless chuckle, doing her best to take her mind from the mountainous availability of sensual flesh staring her right in the face, each woman certainly breath taking in their own rights which made actually concentrating on remaining balanced quite the puzzle indeed. With Maya's next move there was some relief as Asami could almost feel how the athlete's chest expanded with the fresh gasp of air, the dulche beauty dripping in sizzling sensuality making some remark though truthfully the Asian's thoughts were on something entirely. Features darkening it was hard to deny the buzzing warmth of Leah's chest rising and falling just beneath the stretch of her own arm across the plush kingdom, Asami swallowing hard as she did her best not to stare. <br><br>Big and bountiful orbs aside the shout from the ball of energy that was Sora was more than enough to take Asami's attention all together, the woman's remark along with a sultry wink making her heart skip a beat that she was fairly certain at least one of the beauties beneath her arched form could feel.Concentrate! Pushing through with a shy bite across her lower lip Asami was slightly concerned of her next spin, namely because without upsetting the already fragile balance she wasn't sure how to get her right hand on green. Churning some energy however she did attempt to slide herself further, using her tip toes to push herself the extra inch or so, though as a result the accountant felt her knees all but buckle under the strained pressure.<br><br>How she managed to not send the rest of them toppling was beyond Asami though there wasn't too much loss for losing, after all she was one of the ones who had won the fine dining experience, even if she felt it might have been quite the happy accident really. "Well there goes my luck."she mused with a soft giggle with good spirits to her fellow contestants, already wiggling her way from the mat, now free from skin on skin contact she could feel her face beginning to diminish from it's once feverish heat.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>04-08-2019, 11:45:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CTdHHZI.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amelia Thompson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931886#msg14931886)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front of ship bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, 12:00<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One-piece swimsuit (https://i.imgur.com/Qs8OOtj.png), sandals with raised heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Losers' circle <br><br><hr><br><strong>"I'm usually pretty sporty,"</strong> Amelia started as a response to Marissa, though her eyes were still centered at the carnage taking place on the mats. <strong>"But flexible? Amazed I can even tie my own shoes."</strong> Not like it had always been like that, but it gave story-for-another-day vibes. After all, most of her past (and present) careers didn't scream girlfriend material, she'd rather just omit it. <br><br>Lakeshra's introduction didn't give much room for aversion granted, introducing herself with her line of work to go with it. Was there a good way to do the introductory bit she wondered. Well... Probably not. Best she could do was have some fun with it. <strong>"Amelia Thompson. Freelance journalist and professional whistleblower at your service."</strong> She had a few solid scandals on her track record, and her articles had been published on a number of major news outlets, so there was always hope that it could net something positive.<br><br>Elsa fell sometime soon and joined them, proposing a small bet of sorts. Well, the odds weren't great all things considered, particularly given how early some of them had fallen. Still, those left were holding up great, it was a nice view if nothing else. <strong>"Hmm... Think I'll have to join you on Maya, but who knows."</strong> Getting to run topless next to an equally topless Scandinavian model wouldn't hurt either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>04-08-2019, 14:20:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xZYLIjJ.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931277#msg14931277)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hot tub Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, around mid day<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Ellie Goulding - Something In The Way You Move ♪♫♬ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0_GWTy9FEM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See images (orange cream two piece thong bikini)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Amelia (Lynn) | Asami (Bekah) | Maya(Blue) | Open<br><br><hr><br>With finger pointing over at Amelia, Elsa said, <strong>"Thank you. Now if I lose at least I won't be alone and on display for the ship's crew. It is good to have company in humiliation."</strong>&nbsp; She raised a toast in Amelia's general direction, part of her wanting to swoop in and get to flirting with her. Elsa definitely had a thing for Amelia's intense smoldering eyes. It didn't hurt that the blond journalist was gorgeous. But Elsa just flashed her a smile before turning back to watch the game unfolding. And by unfolding that was literally what was about to happen. <br><br>Elsa took a walk around the tangled bodies on the playing mat and checked them out as she went along. Her head tilted trying to see how they were balanced. As she made the loop around the mat the players continued the game. She flinched and laughed a few times as bodies struggled to find purchase and hit their mark's. She locked eyes with Maya for a moment and grinned, <strong>"What's a peanut gallery? Also, don't lose. I have a bet for you to win."</strong><br><br>Waiting on the other side of the mat now, Elsa flinched as Asami stretched toes trying to make the reach and eventually took a dive. It really looked like the slim asian girl had this but her best was to no avail. Elsa reached a hand out to offer to help Asami up. Elsa said, <strong>"Can I offer you a hand? A drink?"</strong><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>06-08-2019, 00:59:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dbp7l9m.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lakresha Price (Team 1)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hot tub<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noonish<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Chatting up the losers' circle<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Striped two piece, hoop earrings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Marissa, Elsa, Amelia<br><hr><br>"I'll go wherever the party's going." If Marissa could handle a bar hop, then so could she. Right away the idea had appeal, of ditching the Dirty Lymeric and going rebel, forging their own fun late into the night, wherever they could find it on the ship. Of not being restricted by fancy digs, glamorous atmosphere and great expectations.<br>"There's got to be more than one pub on a ship this size, right? Even the hot tub has a bar."<br>Lakresha eased back into the hot tub. A long sigh eased out of her. This was where true contentment lay, and to celebrate the counter-culture movement of their five woman rebellion, she let down her hair, cast the jolly roger overboard and let her glossy black curls spill wild.<br>"You know I like it spicy, let's get something hot."<br><br>"Hey, Elsa."<br>So who would win? Not Maya, she had to admit to herself. The fluter of a girl who cursed like that wouldn't hold under pressure. Maya was two stretches away from defeat.<br>And the soft-eyed Asami, she reasoned, would be the next to be knocked out. It was accident, or compassion, which still held Asami in the running like a dangling kitten.<br>It would be Fitness Amazon and Jumping Joy in the end. Lakresha tried to imagine the two of them together, on one of those exclusive extra-special dates, but it was impossible.<br>But she could well be wrong, and shied away from Elsa's bet. "Too rich for my blood. Let me keep my mystery, at least. These girls are like fine china, they only come out for special occasion."<br><br>Amelia. She was collecting names now, finally, and had one for each of them save Heartthrob Frankie. They would get around to it eventually.<br>"Whoa, now that's interesting. I would have called myself a journalist if I had to explain it to family, but not really, you know? I fell out of the program, and podcast interviews shouldn't really count as journalism."<br>Lakresha strummed her lip thoughtful. "I didn't have what it took, not really. Hey, I'm glad for you. So what's a story so out there you couldn't possibly run? What was stranger than fiction? I love that kind of thing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>06-08-2019, 03:43:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14934581#msg14934581) (Team 2)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dabbling toes in the wet.<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> After noon<br><strong>Content/Mood: </strong>Getting to know them<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Amelia, Lakresha, open.<br><br><hr><br>Later, Marissa would be glad she hadn't been quick enough to make some sort of pun on blowing people's whistles.&nbsp; At best, it would have been dirty, at worst, dirty and dumb-sounding.&nbsp; Right then, she felt stupid and illiterate, and just nodded at Amelia's announcement. "Marissa Kennedy. I'm an installation artist. 'Ris is fine, or Rissa. Any time someone uses my full name, I feel like I'm in trouble with my Mom..." Annnnd now she was babbling. Booze plus not wanting to be thought a drone (because of not making a pun no one there knew she hadn't made- hey, your ego is your own worst enemy, right?), plus a tad of sexual frustration, plus some more booze all added up to her acting like a teener at her first kegger.<br><br>Fortunately, another bit of art came to her rescue, in the form of Lakresha shedding her do-rag.&nbsp; That pulled her attention away from Amelia momentarily, and once she'd had her fill of the wonder of the buxom black woman's hair, she looked back at the Twister mat, rather glad she'd gotten out early. "God, how the hell can they even <em>breathe?,</em>" she asked aloud.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>08-08-2019, 02:03:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NxaLBd2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Leah River (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14936645#msg14936645)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding Symphony and getting to Meeting Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 12 pm<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Nervous, Happy, Disbelieving her luck<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White Sheer Blouse with Yellow Bikini &nbsp;(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b8/f6/4e/b8f64e2c049b7fb113f6af3eb4f6a213.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lakresha, Maya, Sora, Elsa, Asami, Marissa, Amelia, Max<br>At 2019-08-07 12:39:36, Leah (uid: 61168) rolls: 1d10 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138421)<br><hr><br>Leah looked up at Maya was she was in her crab position, arms straining to hold you in this awkward position as she felt Maya's breasts against hers as the blonde above her.&nbsp; "Hmm...maybe I shoulda kept you smothered in my ladies, give me an advantage," the busty brunette teased at Maya as the blonde took a full breath.&nbsp; <br><br>"Careful Asami!"&nbsp; Leah gasped as she felt the woman's arm pressing harder against her bosom as the oriental woman reached for her next position, pushing against the pile of sexy, feminine bodies bunched up on the Twister Mat.&nbsp; Leah tried twisting her head around to watch where Asami was going when she saw the woman lose her balance, she barely managed to brace herself as the whole pile of bodies moved against her, since she was the bottom of the pile. "Awww... but you still win one of the dinners," Lean called out encouragingly to Asami.<br><br>Then she turned her attention to her move as <strong>"Right Hand Green," </strong>cursing to herself as she looked to see where the green dots where, all the way across the mat.&nbsp; Looking at Maya and Sora, "Wish me luck, this is going to be tough and at least I am already in the top four."&nbsp; Biting her lip in focus, she reached her arm across her belly under Maya's belly, twisting her torso to keep her feet in place. She had to stop as the twisting was forcing her elbow to the floor and with Maya on top of her, she couldn't push upward while twisting.&nbsp; Taking a deep breath as she tried to reposition her left arm, but that was her down fall as suddenly her arm gave out as her arm twisted out of good alignment and lost support as her elbow hit the mat and then the rest of her body as she went limp to stop from pushing against Maya or Sora.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well, didn't think I was going to make it," Leah sighed as she slid her way out from under Maya and went to join the other ladies in the hot tub, picking up a drink of hard lemonade on the way. &nbsp;"What are we betting?" She asked the others as she slowly lowered herself into the hot tub.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>08-08-2019, 19:40:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maya Williams<br><strong>Location:</strong> Suite -&gt; Welcome Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noontime<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Excited, game of games <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leah, Sora, Asami<br><hr><br>"Shoulda, coulda, woulda…" Maya responded to Leah's quip about keeping her smothered in her ladies, along with a challenging grin and a wink. She couldn't really think of a good comeback, mostly because her arms and legs were starting to get tired, and also because if she weren't straining to stay in her current position, she probably wouldn't mind being smothered by Leah's dirty pillows. Not that it was too bad now, feeling those voluptuous ladies pressed into her chest. If she wasn't as much of a competitor she probably would have gotten distracted giving her 'ol <em>Smouldering eye…</em><br><br>With her head jumping back into the game she noticed another spin of the wheel. Sora moved again with relative ease, but it was Asami, trying to slip through the middle of the group, that couldn't help but fumble. Fortunately Maya was in a good position not to get knocked off balance, so she could focus on giving Asami a parting grin, "...warm up the hot tub for me love…" and a little tease. <br>Then it was Leah, who asked for luck as she had to reach across the mat. "Luck." Maya offered, considering she was much more tangled with Leah than she had been with Asami, so the wrong move now could bring them both down...or a poorly timed tickle!<br><br>As Leah's hand grazed her stomach she scrunched up and let out a little giggle as she did her best to keep focus on staying up. "H-hey!...No fair tickling!" But the torture soon ended as Leah dropped to the mat and had to start wriggling her way out. "Ooh, sorry love. See you at dinner!"<br>Then her eyes focused on Sora, the only other woman left on the mat. Her grin was determined and the look in her eye was the same as when she was running down a goalie for that winning shot.<br><br>At 2019-08-08 11:39:05, BlueEyedBard (uid: 15255) rolls: 1d10 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138475)<br><br>"Guess it's just the best of the best left…" she joked to the smaller woman.<br>Right hand, red.<br>A harder reach, yes. But with her eyes narrowed a bit, the Kiwi could see just how she could use this move to her advantage. With Sora similarly stretched out, Maya bit her lower lip and reached her right arm both between Sora's outstretched arms <em>and</em> her outstretched legs, to finally place her hand on one of the red dots. Her muscles burned, just she still managed to give Sora a grin from her starfish position. <br>"...go for it, mate."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yuki92</strong> on <strong>10-08-2019, 23:24:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/RBT0CtP/57572671-2279540165604061-3101619222740992-n.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sora Fujioka<br><strong>Location:</strong> Boarding and welcome party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> High Tension<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> (See Picture) Black two piece bikini<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leah, Maya, Asami<br><br>At 2019-08-09 09:34:33, yuki92 (uid: 53695) rolls: 1d10 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138495)<br><hr><br>Leah was done, and Sora was the last two, she was already proud of her achievement, but she wanted to win! <strong>"Yes! I'm one of the best!"</strong> Sora smiled, even though her hands already at it's limit, but she was always live over the limit, challenging the limit she had and beat all the odds.<br><br>But not today, when the next step was rolled in, her hands suddenly gave up on her and she dropped and rolled out of the mat. <strong>"Aaaaahhhh... that's close, i wanted to be the winner"</strong>, she pouted her cheeks as she rubbed her shoulder, it was quite painful. Then she looked at Maya who was still on the mat, <strong>"Good game, mate"</strong> she offered her huge smile to Maya. <strong>"But i will have my revenge one day! hahahaha"</strong>, she said as she offered her hand to her then walked over to the hot tub.<br><br><strong>"The gaame is over!"</strong> Sora yelled out loud while throwing both of her hands up, but then she quickly curled up, she sat there with her legs tucked in and her hands crossed over her chest and rubbed both of her shoulder, it was still painful, and to move it around like that was a huge mistake.<strong> "I had no warm up, anyone can do massage, please?"</strong> she asked to everyone, her shoulder would still recover without doing anything, but a nice massage would help, right?<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>13-08-2019, 20:52:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maya Williams<br><strong>Location:</strong> Suite -&gt; Welcome Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noontime<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Winner! <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone <br><hr><br>That last spin couldn't have come soon enough, she could feel her wrists getting sore, her arms and legs shaking, and every part of her body wanting to just relax. It honestly felt like she had been holding herself up for an hour! But her determination won out, because as soon as Sora's spinner landed on her move, the smaller Asian girl dropped to the floor with a defeated cry. No sooner did Sora scoot out from under her than Maya dropped flat onto her back, looking up at the sky with a victorious grin. "Yeeeessss!....I don't think I can move any more…" Said through half joking chuckles.<br><br>But when Sora offered her hand, Maya was ready to drop the crippled act and gladly reach out to take it. "You bet mate, I'm here for a rematch anytime…" she said with an equally determined grin as she got back up to her feet. But when she let go of Sora's hand she rubbed her own arms with a joking grimace. "...well, maybe any time after tomorrow." She would admit with a laugh as she began following Sora back towards the hot tub, and all the other women.<br>"Say if someone is passing out massages, I call winner's privileges." the kiwi chimed in, ready to jump on that bandwagon, if it was indeed rolling. <br><br>When she made it back to the hot tub she sat her bum on the rim, and let out a little groan as she lifted her legs one at a time. <br>"Ooohhhhh-that's heaven…" letting a big, goofy, grin fall over her face, while leaning her head back and letting out a groan as her long legs dipped slowly into the bubbling water. She stayed up on the rim this time, as she found a spot where a couple of jets were in just the right spot to massage her calves.<br>But she didn't keep herself looking like a goof for long before bringing her gaze back to the other women. "So did we miss anything while we were over there? And how did the bet go? Do I get any piece of the action?" she asked, as her eyes peered around to find Elsa, and gave her a wink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>13-08-2019, 21:48:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14934581#msg14934581) (Team 2)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dabbling toes in the wet.<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> After noon<br><strong>Content/Mood: </strong>Wallflower, wallflower; wherefore art thou wallflower?<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya, open.<br><br>So Maya ended up being the last woman standing. Crawling. Flexing. Something.&nbsp; With a thin grin, 'Ris reached out to give the leggy Kiwi a low-five and slid over to let her ease back into the hot tub.&nbsp; "So," she said, the booze still slightly in charge of her tongue. "Guess you and the other three get the night on the town."&nbsp; It kinda chaffed her that the loud one- Sora?- was one of the winners, but hey. Stuff happened. And she was happy for Leah and Elsa, she guessed. She was more of a pub girl herself, anyway, than a get-dressed-up-and-step-out-like-royalty sort. <br><br>For one thing, when you mortally embarrassed yourself in a pub, you could slip out without feeling guilty.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>13-08-2019, 21:58:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CTdHHZI.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amelia Thompson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931886#msg14931886)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front of ship bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, noon<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One-piece swimsuit (https://i.imgur.com/Qs8OOtj.png), sandals with raised heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Losers' circle <br><br><hr><br>It wouldn't take much until they knew who'd be topless and who wouldn't. Or rather, the fact that nobody would. But all in due time. In the meantime, she let herself capture by the conversation. Sure, her eyes were remaining on the twister game for the most part, but only to protect her investment. Investment in the bet that was. Hopefully some peering eyes would secure Maya the win... Or she'd crumble to the pressure. Who knew, who cared, it was a win-win anyway.<br><br>The question from Lakresha was a difficult one though. Enough she had to spend some time thinking about it. <strong>"Not a lot admittedly. Found myself chasing red herrings every now and then, but not a lot of stories that I couldn't publish. Biggest barrier is usually ethics. Snooped my way to some big celebrity sex-ring, swingers meet orgy-fanatics meet BDSM and all that jazz, playboy mansion on cocaine type deal. Was an interesting story, but didn't want to throw around names so nobody wanted to buy it. Heard some other journalist covered it half a year later and caught a mountain of backlash, type "It's 2019, let people live their lives!" crap. Dodged a bullet there."</strong> <br><br>She still remembered the digits thrown around when she went to publish it though. The constant money offers if she was willing to drop names... 10k, 20k, 50k, 150k, yada yada. Luckily she valued her career higher than that. She heard sometime later that her "competitor" had resigned himself completely and was working in a post office now. Pretty unsurprising, he could at least have used an alias when it was published.<br><br>Sure, there were another few good stories, but likely best saved for another time. For the time being, the twister game was heating up as the numbers were dwindling and the hot tub became more cramped. Eventually, only Maya and the bubbly one was left. She was half disappointed when Maya won, but whatever. She'd survive. Amelia offered a small applause as Maya joined them, scooting over slightly to make space.<br><br><strong>"Missed quite the show, apart from that, not much. As for the bets... When everyone wins, is it really a victory?"</strong> Oh, if only more of them had participated, it could've been real fun. Maybe she'd missed a bet in the midst of the mess, but it didn't look like it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>14-08-2019, 00:32:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/U2uKUxY.jpg)</div><strong>"Damn! Now that's what I call twisted!..."</strong> The voice came from above their heads, and a quick look up would let everyone see Samira, back on the mounted flat screen, and giving them all an impressed nod. <strong>"What, you all thought I was done, just like that…? You know, if I'm being honest, I don't think I've ever actually seen someone finish a game of Twister, that didn't end with a big pile and no clear winner. So seriously, color me impressed. Congrats to all of you!"</strong> then she raised her hands in applause. <br><br><strong>"Ok, so with the game over everyone should know where and who they'll be enjoying dinner with: Marissa, Amelia, Max, Lakresha, and Elsa you ladies can throw on your comfiest going out attire for an evening of good drinks, good food, and great company at the ship's pub. While Maya, Sora, Leah, and Asami: you ladies should be breaking out that elegant evening wear, and get ready for four courses of five star fine dining that would make the queen say <em>"Hot Damn!"</em></strong><br><br>Taking a quick look at her watch before looking back to the women, <strong>"Alright, each of your groups respective dinner reservations are set for six this evening. Feel free to enjoy a few free hours on the ship, explore, do a little getting to know you. Leave some time to go back to your cabin, get changed, take a shower...alone…"</strong> she raised an accusing eyebrow and pointed at nobody in particular, from the screen. But that quickly faded into a joking grin. <strong>"...then meet up at your dinner reservations. Concerto group, I heard there will be champagne on ice waiting for you…"</strong> then she mouthed the words <em>"...the good shit."</em> and gave them a wink.<br><strong>"After dinner you're all free to enjoy the boat as you please… Well that's all I had, for real this time. Ladies, have yourselves a wonderful evening, and good night."</strong> Then with a little saluting gesture, and some more of that gorgeous smile, the screen went black and the music came back on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>15-08-2019, 18:41:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://live.staticflickr.com/3749/32721860954_0f777fd69f_b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Asami 'Jade' Irihara<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twister mat--&gt; Hot Tub <br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st| 11:50<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Bashfully excited| Maybe a drink wouldn't hurt?<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cute two piece (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/75/1f/65751f77ec8ef018f6ddcacc504473cc.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mentioning everyone| Elsa|Lakresha <br><hr><br>As shaky as her knees had been Asami felt confident enough to get back onto her own feet after having slithered her way from the twister mat that had become a den of veritable sin, the crimson flush from both holding her breath along with it simultaneously getting taken away at so much contact perhaps making it seem the meek Asian was worse off than she actually was. At least that was the thought process as to why the beautiful fitness model approached her, oak pools softening a tad more at the gentle help up and offering of a drink after such a straining and potentially draining battle of limbs."O-Oh thank you..I'd uh like that."Asami managed to finally get some bearings to cooperate within her mind, even if the bent vision of creamy flesh taut against Elsa's top hardly helped the accountant cool down by any means, the soft of her hand gently coming around her own to ease herself up with her guide. Once standing the cool cross breeze carrying the salty scent of the vivid blue below felt like the greatest balm to Asami's senses, much less actually getting back some proper blood flow into her head no longer making her heart beat as feverishly as it once had-well for the most part.<br><br>A free hand moving to sweep across the slender column of the back of her neck Asami flustered lightly even as Elsa was already thoroughly underway in leading her bashful form back towards the hot tub of fellow knocked out contestants from the game of pretzels. Back in what Asami lovingly coined 'the boiling pot of sensual stew' the bubbling jets and water easily encompassing her entire form once more felt like just as much of a reward as actually being one of the winners of the classy group date, the actual reality of such not quite reaching the young woman's thoughts until their lovely host made a reappearance via the flat screen overhead. With the heat of not only Maya's sly tease beforehand (which she found herself doing anyways without a thought), the tender affection of the other women <strong>and</strong> the prospect of a fine dining experience with Leah, Sora and Maya; the offered drink couldn't come any quicker had it had wings on the glass. Much less with their host making what Asami could assume was a slight crack towards the budding connections, the thought of showering with another briefly floating across the accountant's mind as she flushed darkly.<br><br>With a free hours until then however and a now much lighter drink in hand, Asami was more comfortable in remaining where she was, if only to give some excuse to the vivid flush across her features in the warmth of the tub. "This is...really already turning into..quite a bit of a adventure, and it's only been the first hour.."she found herself musing quietly across the rim of her glass resting against the plush of her lips, her eyes flickering to those around her as she swallowed.If she hadn't already felt leagues out of place among the bevy of women around her, certainly after the slightly embarrassing show of flexibility and chit chat Asami could feel herself slightly tense, feeling a tad more ungainly in comparison, but she supposed someone had to be somewhat natural and not so comfortable in their own skin.<br><br>Of course she sorely wished she didn't always fill that role on a day to day basis.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>16-08-2019, 18:52:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/9/91/1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg/397px-1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maxine 'Max' Ernshaw (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931471#msg14931471)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Room -&gt; Bar<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, ~11:30<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> &nbsp;Lonely Island - I'm on a Boat (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avaSdC0QOUM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue halter bikini top (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/02/32/98/02329848adf3e54cda3dc5cbccfce0aa.jpg) &amp; pineapple swim trunks (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5d/0d/32/5d0d32296de5c51b18f2ca321fc05178.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All | Open<br><hr><br>Max had grabbed herself a fresh drink and returned to the hot tub following her unceremonious expulsion from the game.&nbsp; Lacking the clear competitive spirit or motivation of some of the other girls, she had to admit that hanging out in the warm water and watching the slick forms of the other women writhing on the plastic mats was a pretty damn good consolation prize.&nbsp; She was already looking forward to a night of burgers and beers, anyhow, so she sipped her drink and reveled in the view from the lap of luxury.<br><br>Every so often she called encouragement to one of the girls, her loyalties shifting with each passing moment as she maneuvered herself to kneel on the seat in the tub and prop her elbows on the edge so she could watch more comfortably.&nbsp; A light shone in her eyes and she grinned as the game went on, offering up sympathetic glances and praise to the girls who slipped or otherwise found themselves out of the running.<br><br>When the final winner came out victorious, she lifted her nearly-empty glass into the air and let out a whistle that ended in a laugh.&nbsp; "Congratulations, Maya.&nbsp; And you, Asami.&nbsp; That show of flexibility and stamina definitely deserves a toast and the offer of any deep-tissue massaging you might want.&nbsp; I'm in orthopedics, so you <em>know</em> my fingers know how to find every ache and knot."&nbsp; Her lips curled into a smirk as she spoke, and she leaned out of the hot tub to deposit her empty glass on the bar before motioning to the pair of them.<br><br>"I'm serious, though.&nbsp; If you want a massage, I'm more than happy to do it and I promise to behave myself.&nbsp; It's too damn early in the trip to start being a thirsty creep."&nbsp; Her head tiled and she cocked a brow, remaining where she was, kneeling on the seat, apparently available but not about to push the issue and make things uncomfortable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>16-08-2019, 20:02:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xZYLIjJ.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931277#msg14931277)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hot tub Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, around mid day<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Ellie Goulding - Something In The Way You Move ♪♫♬ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0_GWTy9FEM)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See images (orange cream two piece thong bikini)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Asami (Bekah) | Open<br><br><hr>Taking the demure Asian woman's hand she helped her to her feet by giving her something steady to hold onto. Elsa noticed that there almost seemed to be a bit of hesitation from Asami and she wondered if she had done something culturally incorrect by offering to help her up. That's about the time she noticed the deep oak pools bashfully glance down at Elsa's cleavage. The taught bikini top barely containing her breasts, orange strings no match for the weight as they stretched allowing the thin triangles of cloth to shift but still they maintained purpose without revealing more than they should. Hand in hand, Elsa assisted her to her feet and the woman seemed a bit more composed as the ocean breezes brought renewed vigor.<br><br>Moving back over to the hot tub together Elsa admired the curves of Asami's form when the woman brushed the back of her neck. Taking the opportunity she leaned in to talk softly, her Swedish accent lacing her words, <strong>"I just wanted to give a proper hello. We haven't had a chance to talk yet. I'm Elsa if you didn't know already. Hope we get more of a chance to get to know each other. Everyone here seems a good lot so I think this is going to be fun. Oh and congratulations on your fine dinner tonight." </strong>There was another quick whisper to ask her what she'd like to drink and then Elsa took a quick look and appreciated watching Asami melt into the hot tub again before scooting over to grab the drink. It occurred to Elsa that people always looked better around a hot tub with their relaxed muscles, the glistening skin, casual reclined body positions, and the swim suits didn't hurt. Feeling a little flush herself, Elsa hurried off to grab that drink.<br><br>The hostess appeared again on the flatscreen and gave them the rundown on the nights activities... Marissa, Amelia, Max, Lakresha, and Elsa were going to hang in the pub for dinner. It actually felt more like the grand prize to Elsa. Athleisure wear was what she felt most comfortable in combined with a relaxing pub atmosphere, maybe shoot some billiards, and have some laughs. This sounded like fun.<br><br>Dropping down in beside Asami this time, Elsa hung her legs into the hot tub and sat on the side as she handed Asami her drink.<br><br>Elsa, spoke to the group, <strong>"I'm going take a tour of our surroundings, maybe hike a few stairwells and ride some escalators. This thing is a floating resort and shopping mall in one. I bet there's a lot to do on it. If anyone wants to join, I'd love to have some company."</strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>16-08-2019, 20:37:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14934581#msg14934581) (Team 2)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dabbling toes in the wet.<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> After the Twister passes<br><strong>Content/Mood: </strong>planning forward<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Max, open.<br><br>'Ris had been so distracted by the reappearance of the insanely beautiful Samira on the screen that she had lost the thread of the conversation around her.&nbsp; Someone said 'massage', which brought her back; looking around, she realized it had been Max, the girl she had noticed most immediately after Lakresha. "A massage'd be great," she said to the boyish blonde with a somewhat shy grin. "My back's always a mess. Maybe after dinner?"<br><br>It dawned on her that the others had been talking about what to do with their evening.&nbsp; "Anyone here play pool?," she asked, hopefully.&nbsp; She'd spent a fair bit of time in school learning the game, so it was something she might actually be able to do in a social line without making a complete ass of herself.&nbsp; "A ship this big, there's gotta be a table somewhere, right?"&nbsp; A quick glance around at the half-naked women and she colored a tad.&nbsp; "Likely to be chilly, though. Places like this're always over air conditioned. Don't know about you ladies, but I think I want to go put some pants on before we start wandering around."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>17-08-2019, 00:30:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dbp7l9m.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lakresha Price<br><strong>Location:</strong> Exiting hot tub party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Midday<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Ready to leave<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Striped two piece, hoop earrings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Amelia, Elsa<br><hr><br>Her heart went out to the Hellfire Club Amelia described. She ought to have been tantalized, pleading for names, whipping out her phone to get to the bottom of that story.<br>"I feel that. You get so familiar with your castmates over months of shooting, and it's kinda lonesome otherwise. Everybody out there expects a persona from you, so the only people you trust, the ones you make that human connection with, are your inner circle."<br><br>"Your posse."<br>The only reason she'd added that plosive phrasing was to get Amelia to look again, and send her a slack-jawed smile.<br><br>"Doesn't a walk around the ship sound nice? Let's get in on that."<br>Lakresha waved a hand to be counted, when Elsa's gaze came her way. Eyes eager, body raring to go, there wasn't a thing she'd rather spend the time interim doing than exploring the ship and chatting with her fellow passengers.<br>"Stretch out some stiffness, and scout out the pub while we're at it."<br><br>She hadn't been in the hot tub very long at all, but by the time Elsa was finished counting heads for the tour, she was slipping out again. Lingering there on the edge, with her legs soaking in the warmth, leaning across the bar to request her room fob from the staff.<br>"Let me get into some clothes."<br>Just in case, she turned the fob in her hand and read the number. Still eighty-one sixteen, no swinger swap for her.<br>"And I'll meet you girls en route."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>24-08-2019, 18:13:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://live.staticflickr.com/3749/32721860954_0f777fd69f_b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Asami 'Jade' Irihara<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hot Tub <br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st| 11:50<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> Bashfully excited| Maybe a drink wouldn't hurt?<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cute two piece (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/75/1f/65751f77ec8ef018f6ddcacc504473cc.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br>"O-Oh it's a pleasure to formally meet you as well Elsa, erm well as formally as we c-can.."The meek accountant hummed sweetly in reply despite how every other formal pleasantries within her life certainly involved much, <em>much</em> more clothing.The fact was it became increasingly more difficult to compare the star studded scene before her to anything resembling normalcy within her mundane existence at home, as the parade of lovely beauties in each of their own almost trademarked attire fitting against their differing forms made it hard not to gawk somewhat. Asami did manage to get some control over her rampant daydreams currently filtering across the front of her mind, enough to shyly squeak out her own introduction that followed Elsa's breathy one that nearly caused the Asian to stall all rational musings with it's sudden appearance. It wasn't overly invading though it was hard not to enjoy the light tremble that pulsed through herself with the close proximity and sultry drawl of accent making every word the blonde fitness model spewed, the soft bite across her lower lip given as she cooed."I'm Asami, though...if you like you can call me Jade...if it's easier...that is."The accountant would offer to not only Elsa but the gathered crowd now within the hot tub's bubbling brew, the flush of color seemingly now a permanent features across her soft expression.<br><br>Having settled back into the warm jets of the hot tub Asami was thankful for the foaming warmth of the water further obscuring her demure form, as the game of twister felt as though her petite yet flexible form having put on display much too brazen, especially given it had only been the first hour of their tour. With Elsa's return with both herself and the quiet request of a drink Asami would smile a little brighter, the midori sour certainly far sweeter on her tongue and allowed some color to drain from her features even while her gaze flickered curiously around herself. With the competition over and the winning and losing teams having their dinner plans set in stone it left the women with some time until the hour came around, a few in particular eager to explore the ship with one plan or another. As entertaining as it was to do such however Asami was much more comfortable relaxing within the hot tub as she was, after all such was a rare treat for the over worked accountant as the cruise ship's boast of both the bubbling cauldron and even a sauna to boot was much more on her own level. She certainly didn't need to make more of a fool of herself in front of the bountiful ladies as she already had. <br><br>Of course that ideal was a bit marred with the teasing offer of the stunning blonde whom had made her heart flutter previously, the thought of those obviously talented fingers roaming along her frame to coax the tenseness from her taut muscles certainly enough to bring a deeper shade of crimson to peek across Asami's features."I-I d-don't think it's...er being a ..um thirsty creep."Asami swallowed nervously, the actual phrase somewhat odd on her tongue although it was somewhat expected considering the shy woman had little to nerve to say such brazen comments like that. Taking a longer sip of her drink however Asami did manage a shy smile after some confidence from the tasty liquor, her gaze flickering before she cooed."I...um heard there was a um...a sauna on the ship though...perhaps that would help?"Asami hummed thoughtfully, as tempting as a massage was really it was possibly a bit too forward of a request to take on so early on, even if it did make the woman shudder in her seat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>25-08-2019, 22:50:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Maya Williams<br><strong>Location:</strong> Welcome Party<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> June 1st, Noontime<br><strong>Content/Mood:</strong> After gsme celebration <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone <br><hr><br>With a wide grin across her face, in spite of the soreness in her muscles, and even slapped a low five with Marissa on her way to the hot tub. That part was especially welcome as it felt like being back on the field, it even energized her a bit more. Once she was back up on the tub, she even put an arm around Marissa's shoulders as she gave her a smile and a quick "Thanks love." before everyone started discussing what they should do with their free time.<br><br>What really caught her attention was when Max offered an actual massage and even boasted about her skills in such. "Well Marissa, if you're gonna pass for now, I'm gonna turn my winners ticket for the rub down." That New Zealand drawl rolled out happily as Maya sank back into the water and moved across toward Max, turning her back to the other woman as she closed in. <br>"So long as the offer stands…" turning her head over her shoulder to lock eyes with Max.<br><br>More ideas were passed around the tub of what the various ladies wanted to do. Some wanted to explore, others wanted to hang out in some of the bars around the ship. Though the thing that struck her was when Asami pitched the sauna idea, and it wasn't just the idea of the cute Asian girl in a towel or even less. She could also really appreciate the idea of sweating out all these first meeting jitters, plus massage?<br>Turning around in place she smiled apologetically to Max as she reached out and took her hand. "Hope it's not too much to ask, love, but the sauna sounds like a slice of fried heaven. How would you feel about taking the massage to go, and following Asami to the steam room?" She even bit her lower lip a little, doubling down on her cute act getting her her cake and letting her eat it to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Love Boat: Ladies Night - Sets sail</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nowherewoman</strong> on <strong>31-08-2019, 04:43:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/98/b3/d298b36f5af14a072972f9185ec4ec75.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marissa Kennedy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14934581#msg14934581) (Team 2)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dabbling toes in the wet.<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> After the Twister passes<br><strong>Content/Mood: </strong>planning forward<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> one-piece suit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/cf/bb/2bcfbbeb8b27d098d210fed8a4b8f9c3.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya open.<br><br><hr><br>'Ris had been planing on walking back down with Lakresha, since their cabins were close, but the other woman had bolted before she could get unentangled from her company, especially Maya.&nbsp; Settling back, she leaned a bit more against the lanky blonde, because why the hell not?&nbsp; Wasn't that the idea of the cruise?<br><br>Then someone started talking about the sauna.&nbsp; There was a big advantage to that over everything else that had been discussed.&nbsp; "Hey-" she murmured, getting a bit sleepy, but more relaxed at the same time.&nbsp; "Sauna means we don't have to change clothes..."&nbsp; A grin for Maya, and she nudged whoever it was sitting on her other side.&nbsp; Gone was her earlier awkwardness about being around so many pretty women. Of course, she hand't thought ahead yet to how little one usually wore in a sauna.
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