<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br/>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br/>Where: Lady Windsor's sitting room<br/>With: Katherine Windsor<br/>When: noon<br/>What: tea and talking<br/><br/>Vivienne had to smile as Katie didn't show her pity or too much sympathy as some would do, she had made the right choice in her best friend. She nodded at Katie's question. "I do pity him, but I also hate him. I cannot help it, someone willing to put one of their children through that deserves nothing."<br/><br/>She didn't dare mention that she had serviced Katie's father, that was best left unsaid and forgotten. "You always ask the most horrid questions, it's one of the reasons I adore you. Let me think, well, from what I remember some of them were quite large but then again, I was an inexperienced 16 year old girl. Some were small, which was easier, but soon I grew bored of the small ones. There was one good thing that came from it. I think Archibald thought I was a natural, he never questioned it. And thank you, you're quite pretty yourself."