Proper trousers. Not jeans. He had conservatively styled jet-black hair and a very broad white smile. And yes, he was brown. Eliza hadn't met many bro...n or black people before, so she wasn't sure what was the right thing to say. And yes, he was quite tall, though no taller than Samantha, and pretty handsome. Perhaps even a bit cute. Lucky Samantha!After a quite lonely evening which Eliza spent watching a movie on TV, Samantha came in not long after midnight looking a little subdued. Eliza was. " Kathy said as we drove over to the pub."Oh, there's no real hurry girls. Wait until you find something you really like," I replied."I'm thinking that Emily will be climbing the walls by then!" Margo added from the back seat."What do you mean?" I asked."Tony, Emily has been very kind to us while we've being staying with you. But she's extremely jealous where you're concerned, and she certainly does not like either of us being alone with you." You know, Bridget said something about that the. In fact, she scared the living daylights out of him. He'd have a nice dry girl instead, thank you very much. Louise had a bit of a double chin, but she looked nice and dry. "The other one's coming out of the house," he announced, swivelling the binoculars to the left. "The fat one." Poppy, yeah. She's got a pretty little face for a young kid, but she's gross." Jason was lying on his side, pumping his prong with his right hand while peering through the leaves into the garden. "Hurry up with the. There was a place on the western side of the island where he could sit under a small cluster of palms and look out over the ocean to watch sunsets. It was a great way to settle after a busy day of making measurements, retrieving and resetting underwater cameras, and getting numbers from the local fishermen. The locals had a good fermented coconut beverage called tuba.There was a young woman named Oli who he had seen in the main village often enough although he had never had any interaction with.