<strong>Samantha Weston, aka Sam  or  Sammy<br/>Location: main hallway, meeting a new acquaintance<br/>Tagged: Mark<br/></strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i2.listal.com/image/1079353/936full-vanessa-marcil.jpg)</div>An impish smile graced Samantha’s pretty face, recognizing the sounds of pleasure as it floated through the house. Her hand reached out to touch the silky fabric of the elegant wall paper. The house vibrated with carnal delights, it streamed through the layers, penetrating the walls and sinking into the soft tips of her slim fingers. “Mmmm” she moaned softly, feeling the warmth swirl through her veins as a tingle licked along her nerves, teasing the ends.  Five minutes into the mysterious house and she was already charmed.<br/><br/>The sound of a deep male voice teased her senses, washing over her with its arousing and sexy British accent. She glanced towards the sound, smiling as the tantalising attributes belonging to the voice exceeded her imagination. He was delightfully tall, blond with stunning blue eyes and the most adorable dimple on his cheek. Sam couldn’t help but wonder how deep she could make that dimple.<br/><br/>"...Hehe, yeah, no ordinary party we've been invited to here. this people are crazy...anyway, I take it you got invited as well?”<br/><br/>The sensual brunette twisted slightly, resting her shoulder close to his body, using the wall to balance her elbow, striking a casual pose. Her slim fingers playfully tangled in her hair as her eyes slowly dropped along the full length of his body. Her mouth opened, separating just enough to allow the pink tip of her tongue to sweep across the soft flesh, leaving a tempting shimmer to decorate her lips.  When at last she spoke her voice was soft, using a tone best described as lustful. Blessed with a playful personality the alluring brunette twined a lock of chestnut brown hair around her finger, letting the silk slide around her slim digit before releasing it, only to drag her finger along the neck line of her lavender coloured lace top.<strong> “Specially delivered from someone I’ve never heard of in my life. I have to admit, my curiosity got the better of me…something made me want to <em>come</em>.”</strong>The double meaning was most definitely intentional; any doubt would be lost the moment he looked into the depths of her dark brown eyes.<br/>