<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;">The shadows passing by the barely opened pantry swallowed up what light was let into the room, the sounds of the kitchen drifting in to them. She knew there were people close and part of her knew she should stop this, push him away and let the frustration ride high through them, but she couldn't keep her hands from moving over his sides, his hips, pulling him closer still. "William, we...we need to stop...I...I should get back..." Her voice was breathy, evident that she really didn't want to stop, but her job kept pushing on her thoughts.<br/><br/>One hand moved up to caress over her breasts and she felt his fingers across the tight tips of her nipples pushing at the fabric, sensitive and hard, her body arching slightly to him. Dahlia slid one leg up along his own, not knowing if he had the strength to stop what they started at this point. </span></span>