<strong>Who:</strong>J.F Henshaw<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Henshaw grounds<br/><strong>With:</strong>Charlie Cooper<br/><strong>When:</strong>day 1, before dinner<br/><br/><br/>There was no denying it , J.F Henshaw was as much an admirer of the male form as he was the feminine one. Furthermore there was no more admirable male form then the one of the Henshaw's new stable boy Charlie Cooper. He had just the right mixture of gallant masculinity and vague femininity to get J.F's loins in a tither. Each step of J.F's from the library to the stable  inched him closer to the one person more then any other he secretly yearned for . How euphoric it would be to introduce  the young one to the  thralls of society's most unspoken of gratifying vice. OF course Charlie could've said no to the young Henshaw's advances but he really didn't have a say in the matter. J.F held the power and if Charlie wanted to keep his job he would  have to submit  to the man's deviant will.<br/><br/>Once he reached the stables  the young onyx eyed male  leaned against the doorway with one leg crossed over the other and  silently admired the source of his incorrigible lust. After a few moments of  enamored voyeurism  he  began to speak ."Hello ,<em>Boy.</em>I'm aroused to see how well you handle a stallion. Have you had much practice? Spent time use to  satisfying the urges of a superior male? " J.F questioned  sleazily with a grin. The young pervert didn't know much about the boy  but he was pretty sure the young man was a virgin and had  certainly never had a man as voracious as J.F  inside him before.