Try to pull the average breasted blonde

You eye up one of the average breasted girls. She looks to be a 2nd year, has blonde hair down to her breasts, has a petite figure, such soft tanned complexion, and in serious shape. Probably a hockey player.

You walk over, rum bottle in hand. You eye her up and down as you approach from the side. She is wearing a tight, yellow bikini. The bikini bottoms are slightly wedged up her ass, and the front is tightly clinging to her pussy mound. There is no bulge under her bikini bottoms. Her average, round breasts look so firm, and as she laughs they bounce gently in a circular motion.

"Hey there, Seb is my name, you do medicine with Jennie, right?" you balls out lie.

"Uhhhmmm, no, no I think you have me mixed up with someone else. My name is June, though, nice to meet you," she says with a wide smile.

"Oh God, I am sorry, you look very like Jennie. Nice to meet you," you say as you extend your hand to shake hers. As she turns to shake her breasts are barely contained in her tight bikini top. You shake her had a little more rigorous than usual, and watch her average breasts bounce and wobble in perfect motion.

"Uhhmmm, why have you got a bottle of rum in your hand?"

"Ha, I brought it! I wasn't sure what to expect here."

"Oh you haven't been to one of Gilles parties before? Well, you are in for a treat. Tonight there seems to be an equal mix of new comers and people who have been before... you will enjoy it, I think! Anyway, I love rum, I'll have some..."

With that you both pour out some rum and continue chatting. She seems to be flirting with you more and more, with every drink taken.

"OKAY, LISTEN UP EVERYONE," comes the French accented shout from the patio door, "THOSE WHO WANT TO JOIN THE COMPETITION TIME TO COME INSIDE!"