<strong>Who:</strong>J.F Henshaw<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Henshaw grounds<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lord Fowler , Charlie Cooper<br/><strong>When:</strong>day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>" And checking on your horse was more important then my fun , Hmm? How considerate of you. Well let's look at it together." J.F sarcastically  remarked as he turned to the horse. "Let's see it's got four legs , a mane and a tail. Yep It's a horse! Plus do you  not trust my uncle's famously skilled stable hands? They're the best outside of the frontier. Look at Charles here. He's a fine hand and trust me I would know." J.F scoffed in  an  annoyed tone as Charlie went to wash his face in a clean bucket nearby. But now though the Lord's nephew attention was focused on Richard. On one hand it was such a strange thing to lie about on the other J.F had never heard any rumors of the man being a sodomite. As much as Lord Fowler may not have liked men who took advantage of other men , the young noble disliked liars. J.F took a step closer to the man and pushed out his chest while eyeing Fowler's constitution. He wasn't unattractive by any stretch of the imagination but still had he really taken another man with in his dark folds? Felt the enjoyment of a tense member in his backside? J.F had to find out. He reached out and placed his soft ivory colored hands on the lord's cheeks.<br/><br/>"So you say you've withstood the acts of a man as masculine and well hung as I. Why don't you prove it? Give me a kiss or a grope? Hmm." J.F requested with a smirk. He doubted that the man would go through with such action but he wouldn't mind if he did. The young Henshaw also stayed a bit defensive just in case the man got angry at having his exaggeration called out.<br/>