silence lingered the only sound the cackle of the fire in the heath,  nothing else.  perhapse she had imagined it, then it hit her a wave of desire and heer body was hot anew, She gasped biteing her knuckle unaware of just how sensual each movement could be to her observer,  the flush of her face the fullness of her form,  one would debate (and hergoverness would have agreed) Noelles form was best suited of the pleasure of flesh,  Tracing a thoughtfull finger along her lower lip she sighed and turned away frm the wall.<br/><br/>"No one is watching noelle.. ha no one would want to honestly." she laughed it off a joke,  She was undesierable.  at least she believed so from her teaching, yes that fool had asked her to be a mistress but what did that entail eally other then sex?  that had nothing to do with desire it was carnal need and physical needs of a human body naturally!  At least thats what she told herself as she crossed the rom pulling a small pot from her bag,  lifting the lid the scent of lavander she'd had on her arrival filled the room, of and brimming with thought of lavander feilds south of the moutaines, cozy villages and friendly farms.<br/><br/>still nude she settled on the bed and slowly with the patienc of a woman spread the smooth cream across her skin.<br/>