(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/ElizabethKingston_Westonsmistress.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth Kingston<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Lady Weston's Parlor-Weston Manor<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lord Victor Henshaw<br/><strong>When:</strong>About Noon<br/><strong>What:</strong>A Meeting<br/><br/>Elizabeth smiled tilting her head as he sat next to her. "Shall I get it for you?" She asked before feeling his hand on her knee, the touch sending a tingle down her spine. I couldn't have come to you, Johnathan has been very clingy of late, since Lady Weston has been away, I have been by his side." The memory he invoked made her close her eyes and inhale deeply. Her husband Herbert was an old fool, gone deaf in his last years, it had been easy to have her indiscretions under his nose. "You know very well that like you the thought of getting caught is quite exciting. I never was one that had the ambition to raise my society, and I have found comfort with Johnathan. You may laugh, but he is good to me and I have opened him up. Which is why I brought you here today.