Who: Lady Greymore<br/>Where: Henshaw grounds<br/>With: Henry Stuart<br/>When: Day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>"Great, let's go." Vivienne smiled brightly and giggled softly as Hank picked her up to hoist her over his shoulder. He was stronger than he looked and she loved it.<br/><br/>She liked it when he smacked her rear and hoped he did more of that. She'd love to feel it without all the layers that she was wearing. There was a small building near the lake and she smiled at him as he set her down beside it. Vivienne backed up against the building and beckoned Hank over to her. "Come here, mon doux." She couldn't help it. When she was excited or anxious, she was both right now, she mixed French with English.