<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/38/Beatrice-Cropped.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Beatrice O’Connell<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Library<br/><strong>With:</strong>the Earl of Surrey<br/><strong>When: </strong>day 1 evening<br/><hr/>Her mouth formed into an “O” as his hand grasped her ass cheek, but she remained silent. A small yelp did finally escape when the earl proceeded to squeeze her bottom. She had obviously attracted the man’s attention and yielded his arousal, so she had some idea about how the rest of her night would go. She composed herself and focused on not letting the tray slip from her hands, though it was hard to concentrate with a lord pawing her posterior.