<strong>Name:</strong>Lady Vivienne Greymore<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Westinghouse and then arriving at the mansion<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lord Greymore<br/><br/>Vivienne couldn't help but smile as her husband's eyes landed on her breasts. She had found that most of the men she'd met, since she'd grown into the woman she is today, gravitated towards them and it didn't bother her very much, in fact, she quite enjoyed that.<br/><br/>She hadn't heard anything about what these weekends at the Henshaw's entailed, but she was excited about socializing in any form. Vivienne was more informed about the French noble class, but would enjoy getting to know more British people. "I hope we do enjoy ourselves this weekend. I haven't heard much about Lord and Lady Henshaw." She smiled again. She did enjoy her husband's company, but it would be nice to be around other people within their station.<br/><br/>It wasn't a terribly long trip to the Henshaw estate and her eyes widened a bit, but the smile remained upon her lovely lips. "They have a beautiful estate." Her waist-length hair fell in loose curls and soft waves, she didn't care for wearing her hair up, having always preferred it to be free and down.<br/>