<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/>Vivi's quick assured pace showed that she'd carried this cello case (http://www.jrjuddviolins.com/images/cases/pacific_custom_cello_case.jpg) on more occasions than she could count. At Amber's question, V's heart skipped a beat and then soared! This beautiful woman wanted to hear<em>her</em>play! Oh yes yes yes was her answer! She was glad she walked in front of Amber so the glowing grin would remain unnoticed. However, that extra bounce in her step might likely give her away.<br/><br/>"I would be delighted to, M'am!" M'am? Vivianna furrowed her brow. What was up with that? "Amber," she corrected herself, hoping the indiscretion had gone unnoticed. Or better yet, be written off as a friendly quip?<br/><br/>Upon entering the study, V went quickly to work setting up her cello (http://www.musiciansbuyline.com/images/cello-image.jpg). It took her mere minutes to have it positioned correctly in its stand. She motioned for Amber to have a seat as she, herself, sat behind the cello. She wrapped her legs around the big instrument and took a moment to relish in the feel of the soft polished wood against her bare thighs. Why had she never thought to play in the nude before? Her sex already began a low vibration in excitement and she extended herself a bit further than normal in her seat so that she might brush up against the stand. That simple contact sent shivers up her spine.<br/><br/>Vivianna closed her eyes and took a couple deep breaths. She let everything float away as she sat, one with her cello. Her bow raised, a mere extension of her arm, she brushed the strings to begin. From the core of her being, she played one of her favorite pieces. Bach's "Prelude." She immediately felt the vibrations hum through her being and touch her core. She rocked as she played, swaying to the music, her eyes ever closed. This song always consumed her on a much deeper level. The sweet tendrils of music caressed her soul with a much more mournful note than was probably ever intended. It felt as though there was just something missing, something off, something making it melancholy before the rainbow. It felt so much like her own life. Maybe her life<em>had</em>been a prelude. A bittersweet prelude to the completeness fast approaching.<br/><br/>A single tear slid down her cheek as she finished. She took a deep breath, savoring the silence, a moment before opening her eyes. She looked to Amber, signifying she was finished, and awaited the lovely woman's response.<br/><br/><div align="center">[HQ] Yo-Yo Ma Plays Prelude of Bach's Cello Suite No.1 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wKEgAn7bLgk#)</div>