<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/V42-1.jpg)</div><br/>Vivi watched as Amber struggled internally. Struggled! And she struggled because of Vivi. What she'd said to Vivi and her Master's reaction to that comment. Something about that warmed Vivi's heart and threatened to bring tears to her eyes. Vivi's friends were wonderful and kind-hearted people but something she'd realized over her years living on her own is that people don't normally tend to give much weight to the things they say. Even when they apologize, they either don't really understand what they've done wrong or they just want to get the original fight out of the way. Amber seemed truly sorry, and over something as trivial as a nickname.<br/><br/>Before she could stop herself, Vivi reached for Amber's hand. It was a bold move, very uncharacteristic for her, but much like the move she'd made that first day with her Master. She felt this overpowering need to touch this other woman in some sort of comforting way. When skin made contact with skin, Vivi's heart skipped a beat and her stomach did somersaults. The creamy smoothness of that sun kissed hand was such a promise for more that Vivi was momentarily lost rubbing her thumb in a small comforting circle over the back of Amber's hand.<br/><br/>That's about the time she realized she'd touched the girl without permission from either of them. Vivi's eyes widened and a gasp escaped her lips. She quickly withdrew her hand and winced, shutting her eyes tightly.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry. I just meant to comfort her..."