<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lord Henry Stuart<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Jennings bedroom<br/><strong>With:</strong>Jennings<br/><strong>When:</strong>Little after 3pm<br/><strong>What:</strong>Talking<br/><hr/><br/><strong>“Oh the harder the better I fear.”</strong>Hank laughed, finally laughed as he looked at Jennings then moved to stand up.<strong>“I shall go to a house of ill repute, that is what I shall do, surely that will teach the Duchess that she was wrong and I will feel better afterward, she was my first and I had hoped my only, but being as I do not get that same courtesy, then why should she?”</strong><br/><br/>Hank looked at Jennings a little as he thought for a moment.<strong>“If only I were a horse..would be an honor to be ridden hard by a beauty such as yourself, dear Jennings.”  </strong>