Who: Lady Greymore<br/>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br/>With: Henry Stuart<br/>When: Day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>Every kiss that Hank pressed against her body sent little sparks of fire through her veins. He hadn't even done anything yet and Vivienne was in pure bliss. Her eyes closed as his kisses reached her lower stomach and one of his fingers trailed along her nether lips. She had a small tuft of hair there that she kept trimmed as well as she could.<br/><br/>That delightful finger of his slipped inside of her and she blushed a bit at his comment about her being tight like a virgin. "I have only been with my husband and it's a pleasure for me to have you be my second. Lord Greymore's never tasted me, you will be the first for that." The look on her face was one of extreme happiness and anticipation for what was about to happen. A second finger was pressed inside of her as one of her hands reached down to where her fingers could wrap around his hair. Her eyes met his as he looked up to watch her.