<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Vivianna Lawson (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=131094.msg5824390#msg5824390)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Mark's Front Porch<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Day 2, afternoon<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Amber, Mark<br/><br/>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/V47.jpg)</div><br/>With Amber's refusal to disrobe, Vivi at last remembered her place. She looked mortified at the presumptuous nature of the idea that Amber wouldn't mind being stripped. What had she been thinking? That's just it! She<em>hadn't</em>been thinking! She'd just wanted. Wanted to view this woman in all her purist glory. Wanted to feel that silky soft flesh between her fingers, against her own naked flesh. Wanted to taste every inch of that gorgeous body.<br/><br/>But Amber was right, she had to think of her Master's wants first. She'd never experienced such hunger before. Ever since that day in her Master's garden, when he'd told her to bare herself to him and had accepted her fully as his own, she'd been seeing the world in a completely different light. Oddly she felt more free being owned by her Master than she did living inside her own head. Free to see. Free to feel. Free to enjoy. She was only now understanding this realization. It hit her with such a rush! She was free to experience things! And if she screwed up, her Master would catch her. He'd punish her. He'd take care of her. She was safe and secure here.<br/><br/>Vivi looked down at the woman below her and merely nodded, an odd but absolutely serene smile splayed on her face. She touched Amber's face even more gently this time. A look of wonder spread across Vivi's face. She ran her fingertips over the surface of the other woman's lingerie, thumbs playing with the hard beaded nipples beneath. For the first time during this encounter, Vivi let herself feel her own body's reactions. The wetness that had pooled around her core, the hardness of her own nipples against the beige cloth, the goosebumps left from the trail of Amber's sweet kisses. It was all so glorious.<br/><br/>Down Vivi's fingertips trailed. Down, down Amber's soft body, caressing and lingering on every nook and crevice. Was Amber as wet as she was? Curious and very eager, though still timid enough to be gentle, Vivi's fingers inched toward Amber's sex, finding and stroking it.