<div class="floatright">(http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lz5exwxehO1qzkkkio1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Andria Collins</strong><br/><hr/><br/>So many times, Andria needed to look away.  There had been so many beautiful women, their colors and shapes spreading before her like an undulating rainbow of luscious femininity.  Andria could never let her gaze linger, couldn't let her body grow lax and desirous.  There was a sense of freedom that bloomed over her as she watched Deirdre undress unashamedly.  As the buttons gave way and the blouse fell so effortlessly, Andria found an unexpected pleasure in simply allowing her eyes to stay on just what she wanted to see.  In that room on that bought hour, Andria realized slowly that she didn't have to hold anything back.<br/><br/>The brilliant red and stark black of her bra paired with the creamy, smooth mounds of her breasts were too inviting to be enjoyed by the eyes alone.  Andria's glass soon slid into place next to Deidre's, and she slid over the bed to nestle up closer as well.  The subtle brush of their thighs together sent a vivid shiver through her; to be so close and uninhibited sent sparks all through Andria's body.  Her eyes drank in the curve of Deidre's neckline, the tense line of her neck, the inviting gloss shining on her lips.  Perspiration bloomed on Andria's bare back, the cooled air making her skin prickle.  The whisper of silk on silk seemed a sensual sigh to her ear.<br/><br/>"It's, um... It's been a while," Andria confessed.  "I could use a demonstration.  Just a little something to get started."