<strong>Who:</strong>Dahlia Stevens<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Pretty22.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Kitchen<br/><strong>With:</strong>William McGowin<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1<br/><strong>What:</strong>Trying to keep her mind on work<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">A glance upward each time someone entered the kitchen had her catching the eye of William as he came and went out to the dining room, delivering drinks, seeing to guests needs and she was sure he provided a sight for the women - especially those who had never been to a weekend at the Henshaws. At some point, her back was turned as she started to prepare the sweets and cakes for coffee later as well as the offerings throughout the night - an open table of food for any that had a craving not so carnal during the middle of the evening. This was when she heard William's voice once more, his hands moving over her body, down to grab her bottom. <br/><br/>"Do you deserve another taste? And out here for all to see? I'd rather not be punished." She grinned a  bit over her shoulder to him, her lips near to his. "You'll have to wait until this evening..." She touched a honeyed fingertip to his lips, smearing a bit of the sweetness along his bottom lip.</span></span>