Who: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br/>Where: the Greymore's room<br/>With: Lord Archibald Greymore<br/>When: Day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>Vivienne beamed as Archie displayed an ability to speak more French than usual. Her tongue slipped between her husband's lips as he pulled her closer.<br/><br/>"Victor can wait and I'm sure that all the talk about him is true, but then again, I am not very up to date on the British rumor mill. Ask me about someone in France and I could tell you everything." A musical giggle left her lips and she smiled.<br/><br/>""Je sais, mon chéri. Maintenant, je veux vous sentir dans d'un de deux de mes trous.**"  She felt that they needed some quality time together if either of them were going to honestly be okay with what would happen this weekend. "That is up to you. Which would you like? My mouth..." She leaned into press her lips against the skin of his neck. "or..." Vivienne took one of his hands and brought it down to the apex of her thighs.<br/><br/>(** "Je sais, mon chéri. Maintenant, je veux vous sentir dans d'un de deux de mes trous. = I know, my darling. Right now, I want to feel you inside of one of two of my holes.)