Tapping her finger nail along one of the more interesting pieces of furniture the sensually charged brunette soon became impatient.  It had been a long time since she and Beacon had first met, and although she considered herself a giving lover, she discovered that sharing attention was something that she didn't enjoy.  A creature of sensuality and extreme passion the young brunette and grown into her sass and with that the idea of waiting upon a man became more and more aggravating.<br/><br/>She walked several times around the room, picking up and examine random object, turning them around in her hands before replacing them from where she had found them. With a heavy sigh she turned to glance around the room in search of a clock. How long had she been down here? This house was messing with her mind.  A smile filtered across her lips as she recalled the first visit and just how welcoming this house could be. A soft moan rumbled from her chest as the delicious memory stroked her senses, almost as if the house itself was at work once again soothing her growing temper.<br/><br/>Shaking from its magical hold, Samantha moved towards the door leaving the room in which she had been commanded to stay.  She headed down the corridor in search of a door that would lead her back up the stairs.  Perhaps it was time to forge her set of guidelines and rules?  Smiling as she saw the stairs, she took them with a graceful elegance before stepping out into a hallway.<br/>