<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Vivianna Lawson (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=131094.msg5824390#msg5824390)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Mark's Living Room<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Day 1, afternoon<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Mark</div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/V-1.jpg)</div><br/>Vivianna looked up at him as he extended his hand to her. Touch! There it was again, being offered ever so insatiably to her. Forgetting completely of her purse beside the chair, she reached a shaky hand out. Long graceful fingers touched the pad of his hand and a shiver went up her spine. A content smile crept up the sides of her lips as she lightly placed the rest of her hand in his. Was this it? Had he actually chosen her? Had she really pleased him enough?<br/><br/>She stood on quivering legs and followed him throughout the house. The stairs were gorgeously polished and she relished the feel of the slick wood beneath her free hand's fingertips as they climbed. Vivi's brown eyes grew wide as she looked into the room in the center. She'd seen plenty of holo-theaters in her short life and her parents had one in their home but she'd never seen a personal holo-theater so big before. And those chairs just looked sooo comfortable. She wanted to go curl up in one just looking at them.<br/><br/>She was whisked away as suddenly as they'd arrived, though, and led down a different hallway. Her new... What was the word? She had no idea what to call him. She hoped he was going to tell her because she didn't dare ask and show how little she actually knew about her situation. The man before her opened a door to a room with soft lighting and more comfortable chairs. She momentarily forgot her place as she let go of his hand to clasp her own hands together. She could just imagine her cello set up there in front of one of those chairs and playing for hours, maybe even entertaining the man or his other female companion. The thought of sharing something so close to her heart with another female warmed her heart slightly and the sting of having to share this man with another woman suddenly didn't sound so bad. Next, she pictured curling up with a nice book on the love seat, maybe even next to this other girl. Was she a reader too? There was just something about sitting silently and sharing the feelings exuded from reading a book. She'd only been able to do that once before with a gay best friend of hers. They had met volunteering together in a soup kitchen. It wasn't long before he had invited her to join his book club and they had spent their free nights not clubbing, but reading together, his head on her lap and she stroking his hair. Oh she missed him. But this was not the time for reminiscing on unhappy times. No, this was one of the happiest moments in her life and she wanted to relish it.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/V25.jpg)</div><br/>The warmth from his hand began to fade and she realized suddenly how bare it had become. In a slightly bold move, she grasped his hand once more in her own, she winced hoping he would not reprimand her for it. Instead he led her away to a large exercise room. She listened to his explanation of his expectations and she felt another blush creep to her cheeks. While she'd played field hockey and volley ball back in high school, she'd never actually maintained any sort of work out schedule. She didn't look chunky by any means but she also didn't look fit. She had no definition of her muscles and knowing that he liked this, made her completely self conscious. She was going to have to work out extra hard for him. She wondered if he liked tan skin as well. She hadn't thought about this on the way over and this made her uneasy now. Her skin was slightly sun kissed from her days working outside for the Habitat for Humanity but other than that, she could even be consider pasty. She hiked and biked mostly in forests, not really in the sun.<br/><br/>She didn't have much more time to think about this as the man continued on, leading her quickly in a succession of three different rooms. One he cited as a room that she and this other girl could design themselves. The idea verily appealed to Vivi, though she knew little about art. Maybe this other girl had a more artistic side. The next room was a large bathroom, even bigger than the one she'd had when living with her parents. And the third room held a large jacuzzi. Her parents had a whirlpool bath but she'd never actually used it. As uptight as they were, she wasn't so certain her parents had ever used it either. She was very excited about trying out this jacuzzi and she had a momentary flash in her mind's eye of the man beside her naked and soaped up in the jacuzzi. Her entire body shivered at the thought and she licked her lips as her mouth suddenly began to salivate.<br/><br/>Next he led her down the opposite hall and into a room he claimed was her own. The bed was larger than any bed she'd ever seen and looked comfortable enough to sink into. She felt the sudden urge to run across the room and flop on the bed. She did release his hand long enough to walk to the bed and run her hand along the comforter. How silky smooth it felt along her fingertips! She could just imagine writhing beneath the sheets, his hands on her body... Her hand hit the bed post and she traced the odd loop holes, wondering what they could possibly be used for. She turned slowly and admired the rest of her room. Her room. The thought made her tummy do flops.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/V12.jpg)</div><br/>Before she had time to reach out and touch anything else, the man led her silently from the room. He led her outside via the rear entrance. Vivianna was momentarily stunned by the beauty the garden held. She emitted a small gasp as her breath caught in her throat. The colors were vivid and the sweet smell reached her nose almost instantly. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply of the beautiful fragrance. Oh, she was going to love it here. This would be one of her favorite spots when she was permitted to roam outside.<br/><br/>The handsome man to her side looked even more elegant in his suit standing amongst the beautiful flowers. Somehow he managed to outshine them all as he stood there, waiting for her to follow him. She did so, walking down the path, yearning to shed her shoes and frolic amongst the flowers and well manicured lawns.<br/><br/>Before her was a large pond with patches of beautiful lillies. The sun beat down upon her and she had the sudden urge to strip off her clothes and walk into the pond amidst the lillies. She wondered if there were fish in the pond and wanted to peak but he spoke to her now in the deep masculine timbre of his voice.<br/><br/>He wanted her to take off her clothes. Her breath caught in her throat once again as she looked up at this man before her. His eyes bore into her and she looked like a doe caught in headlights. She had just met this man and now he wanted to take off her clothes. Well she was his property now, wasn't she? Didn't he have the right to see his property in the flesh? Run. Run away, Vivi. A little voice whispered in her head. She squelched that voice. She had known sexuality was to be a big part of her relationship with this man before she even agreed to meet him. She had no right to go back on that now. Not after he'd taken the time to meet her and show her this part of himself. No, this man wanted to see her naked, and she would show him.<br/><br/>Her body began trembling as she unbuttoned the stifling jacket of her suit. She slowly lowered it from her body, allowing it to drop to the ground. She must look so out of place standing before him in suit pants. He was in a suit as well but he didn't count. Vivi was pretty sure he'd look like a God in anything he wore. Even more so without wearing a thing... She subtly kicked off her black heels, relishing the feel of the grass between her knee high clad toes. His eyes bore into her and she had to look away. Suddenly the pressure was too much to hold his gaze. She felt like a mouse as the snake was about to strike. It both excited and terrified her. She felt her nipples harden beneath her white silk blouse. She clasped the bottom of it and pulled it free from her head, revealing the black lace bra beneath. She was so thankful she'd chosen to wear a matching set of bra and panties that day. She held the blouse out to the side and dropped it. Next she unhooked her pants and slid them off each leg. She stood before him in bra, panties, and her knee highs. She felt the gentle breeze on her barely clad body and it made her even more aware of her nakedness. Her nipples hardened unbearably beneath her bra and the lace rubbing them began to hurt. This was the next piece of clothing she quickly shed, unsnapping it from behind and releasing her large breasts for the man and all the world to see. Hopefully it was just the man, though. They bounced as she freed them and she blushed. She stood, trying to cover the nude part of herself, realizing how foolish this attempt was. Next she went for each knee high stocking, rolling them down and off each leg.<br/><br/>She stood there trembling, all that was left was her underwear. She took a deep breath and grasped the sides in her hands. She peeled the damp cloth from her body. Her wet vagina glistened bare and completely shaved for him to see. Suddenly overly self conscious, she tried covering herself, unable to look him in the eye.<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/V56.jpg)</div>