<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vic_avi.png)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lord Victor Henshaw<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Lady Weston's Parlor – Weston Manor<br/><strong>With:</strong>Elizabeth Kingston<br/><strong>When:</strong>About Noon<br/><strong>What:</strong>A Meeting<br/><hr/><br/>Vic smiled as he took a seat beside Elizabeth.<strong>“Oh I could be persuaded to enjoy a Brandy.”</strong>He said as he slipped his hand to her knee.<strong>“You could have come to me you know, rather than risk Weston finding us. I like the danger of it though, but you remember the time your late husband was in the next room and oh the screaming and moans from your delightful throat.”</strong>Vic smiled.<strong>“Such a vibrant woman. I don't know why you bother with a man like Weston when you could easily be a Duchess or even a lady in the Court.”</strong>