<strong>Who:</strong>Dahlia Stevens<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Pretty22.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Kitchen Pantry<br/><strong>With:</strong>William McGowin<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1<br/><strong>What:</strong>Teasing...but is it just teasing?<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">William's warm hands moved over the bit of bare skin between stockings and bloomers, pushing the soft fabric up, gripping and squeezing flesh that was more than willing at this point. Her nails started to bite into his skin, but she knew she couldn't mark him - even if she wanted to. Her bottom would be red for days. He was pushing her higher though, tempting her closer to that edge where she was willing to give in and just say screw it. Her fingers flexed on his skin, her hands moving up, into his hair - she could find a grip there without anyone else knowing, pressing him gently to the creamy flesh of her breast.<br/><br/>It was then she heard Mrs. Rogers bellowing for her, visibly wincing as she straightened, her fingers loosening in his hair, moving to his shoulder to push him away quite unwillingly, her hands moving down to smooth her skirt. Dahlia's body pulsed and she moved to him, kissing him once more, a hand on his cheek. "Later William...come find me...If you want to continue that is..." One more kiss and she made sure her dress was straight but could do nothing about the sight of the tight peaks of her breasts pushing against the fabric. She gave him one more look and a slight playful smile before slipping out of the pantry and into the kitchen once more. "Sorry Mrs. Rogers!! I'm back ma'am, where would you like me?"<br/><br/>Cook sent her in to finish dressing the tables for dinner - the girls were already in place atop the main tables, but she was sent to set the sidebars with several trays of food, cloth napkins, extra spoons and tongs as well as small china plates with a delicate blue and gold pattern. Dinner would be starting any moment...</span></span>