Noelle wasn't sure what happened.  Now she was an adult and not wholly ignorant to the occasional jolt of pleasure it was, what she assumed to be a natural things, and well at her age matrons didn't seem as inclined to hold their tongue around her as they would a girl in her first season... then again with all that she still knew so little but when the shot of pleasure like a spark off the already hot flames hit her she fell back against the mattress with a weak breathy sound, not quiet a moan, not quiet a sigh.  Good god how inappropriate acting like an animal in heat in the house of her fathers friend.<br/><br/>Her fingers itched as she slid her hands down over her belly caressing her thighs, Just a touch, sooth the temptation of heat and want... so much those secret pleasures in the dark. Her fingers brushed over the fabric sending a hot jolt through her, but it had her surging up blushing brightly her hands snapped away clutching the edge of the bed what was wrong with her that these urges and this heat would not be smothered?  She was better at this, a better woman then this rutting animal that kept rearing it's head.<br/><br/>She pushed from the bed pacing the room hoping the movement might ease the heat but even the brushing of her thighs with each step gave her a sense of warmth and heat "I am foul..." she murmured to herself disgusted by her unexplained and sudden desiers.