Vivienne joined in the toast along with everyone else, and felt truly excited, and hopeful for the first time in months...perhaps years.  Bob's sentiments mirrored hers, and she graced him with a lavish smile.<br/><br/>It had been a long day, and its toll was beginning to creep up on the young woman.  When Mab offered his home to sleep in Vivienne was markedly relieved.  Money right now needed to be saved, so any shelter she didn't have to pay for would be a godsend.  But before she accepted his offer, she looked to Bob.<br/><br/>There were no ties between Vivienne and any of the other crew, no 'arrangements' had been made previously, and no one had indicated to her that they desired her company.  It would have been nice to not need to make these decisions for herself, but it wasn't like the idea was foreign to her.  No one else had been making them lo these many years.<br/><br/><strong>"I...would appreciate the shelter, Mab." </strong>Thankful for the option.  That was until he mentioned the screams and moans, and offer to join his orgy.  Again, not completely unaccustomed to such goings on, the idea of starting out on the journey like that wasn't very appealing.  But then he hadn't demanded participation as part of the bargain, so she'd have good faith that his offer of 'sleeping' was sincere.