<div class="floatleft">(http://www.hollow-art.com/files/bases/20120212/ha_ahs_ab002.png)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Alice Pratt<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Sitting Room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lord Greymore<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1 - Evening<br/><strong>What:</strong>Serving Lord Greymore<br/><hr/><br/>Alice had seen Mrs. Marsters as she'd left the library, and she knew she was in for quite a punishment later. When Archie would lift her skirt, he'd find the cheeks still red from her spanking with Andrew. Smiling as she turned her face toward him, she licked her lips at the sight of his cock.<br/><br/>"Archie, then."<br/><br/>She didn't know when she'd become such a nymphomaniac, but that seemed to happen in this house. Her pink nether lips were swollen, but they weren't wet quite yet. No doubt he'd have to do very little to get her that way, though.