<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>CockRobin<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Lady Windsor's former rooms<br/><strong>With:</strong>Vivienne, Cromwell, Nick, Frankie<br/><hr/><br/>Robin laughed a little, but mostly at her spirit. “Who said I was going to put it in your mouth?”  He leaned over to look in Vivienne's catching the glint in her blue eyes as Cromwell picked up is pace behind her.<br/><br/>“Do you like how he paces himself?” He asked softly as he reached out to touch her face. “You are very pretty..Don't make Nicky cut your pretty face.”<br/><br/>The other two men left out of the conversation where scanning the room, clearly looking for valuables. “Andy...I think she likes it more than he is letting on..” He looked at Cromwell, then back to Vivienne, then help up some leather strapping. “Ever been whipped?”