So, that was the other woman huh? Amber thought from where she was kneeling on the floor with her legs tucked under her. She peered straight ahead, looking at the doorway and the woman that peeked around the corner. Amber could see light greenish lingerie that the woman was wearing. Sir Mark probably picked that out for her, much like what he picked out and left for her in her room. Hmm, the other woman seemed to be a bit shy or not as self confident. If that was true, Amber could find ways to use that to her advantage, at least for a little while. They were practically strangers and both wanted Sir Mark's attention, so the knowledge that the other woman was shy or hesitant could be very interesting indeed.<br/><br/>From what else Amber could see, it looked like the woman had bigger breasts then hers and more curves, sending a wave of jealousy through her that she didn't show to Sir Mark or whats her name. It wouldn't do to show her jealousy before everyone actually met. Such straight hair and so brown or black, depending on the lighting. Now that was something that she could be really jealous of and envy. Nothing she tried over the years would keep her hair straight, so she gave up and let it curl the way it wanted. Some days she hated her curls but on other days, they were fun to twist around her finger or fingers.<br/><br/>A slight smile curved Amber's mouth as she thought about how it would be fun to sneak up on this woman when she was asleep and start touching her or sucking on her nipples, waking her with surprise as she felt someone "invade" her sleep. Or maybe curl up next to her and use the woman's breasts as a pillow. Either way, Amber thought that she might have to try one or both of those ideas soon but only on a night when Sir Mark gave them some freedom. Amber had much more knowledge on how to make a woman moan and wiggle then she did pleasuring a man. Sir Mark was the first man she's been with after all and he has been teaching her ways to use her hands to bring him to orgasm. Still Amber waited for Sir Mark to enter her for the first time and it still made her a bit frightened, it wasn't the same as being fucked by a sex toy.<br/><br/>Huh, so the frightened bunny could blush. Was it an act or was it a real reaction? Ah, it would be something to find out as they interacted more and more. With that last thought, Amber shut her eyes and counted from ten to one, trying to quell her thoughts. She normally would have started to work on a puzzle from one of her books that she left upstairs but now there was no such distraction and her mind was constantly thinking and processing. Slowly, she opened her eyes again and stared straight ahead, waiting to see if the skittish woman would actually stop peeking around the corner or step inside before Sir Mark forced her into the room.