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IC: Intro:
Dave and I (Tom, played by Sail Away) have know each other since high school. We’ve kept in touch since and are good family friends, and we’ve seen each others kids grow up. Dave’s daughter, Kenzie, has been away for a few years attending college. The last time I saw her, she was a budding young lady.

Dave and I meet at the gulf club for a few rounds, but it turned out to be a record hot day—over 100! So instead we decided to practice our swing at the rage, then go for a few rounds at the club bar. We broke up after about an hour and we each headed home. Dave left first and, as I was paying my tab, I noticed that Dave left his iron behind. It was to late to ketch up with him, so I thought that I’d just drop it off at his home. Little did I know that Dave, instead of going home, drove to meet his wife at the yacht club.

I drove to Dave’s house, drove up his drive way and got out of my air-conditioned car and into the heat of the day. I walked up the path to the front door, twirling Dave’s iron, and rang the bell. As I stood waiting I glanced around and hoped that someone would open the door soon.

OOC:
Tom is a 40’s something successful executive and, although being married for almost 20 years and rising a family, sometimes indulges in some “extra curricular activities”.

The basic plot is Kenzie has just gotten out of the shower and greets Tom at the front door wearing only a towel, and we take it from there. I’ll play Tom and DB will play Kenzie.
 
Kenzie

OOC:
Character: Kenzie McEwan
Age: 21
Stats: 5'6'', 140 lbs., toned but curvy body, 38DD breasts, long red wavy hair, green eyes, visiting her dad during her summer vacation from college.

IC:

I'm visiting my father and step-mother for the summer. It's my first day home and dad called a little bit ago to tell me that he and his wife are going to dinner at the yacht club and not to wait up for them. I decided to go meet some of my friends at a club and am just getting out of the shower when I hear the doorbell.

Wrapping the white terry cloth around my still-wet body, my hair hanging damp around my face, I walk down the stairs and take a peek out the door. Seeing Tom, I smile and open the door.

"Hi," I say, leaning against the door, taking in the look on Tom's face as he stands in the heat. "Kinda warm out there, isn't it? Wanna come in?" I move my arm to usher Tom inside. "What can I do for you?" I ask, tightening my towel around me.
 
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