Who:  Lord Richard Fowler<br/>Where:  the stables<br/>With:  Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br/>When:  day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>He looked at the young Henshaw with a bit of disgust now thou he couldn‘t deny the brife contact had aroused him a bit “I dislike forcing myself on men but I’m not as out of practice as you might think and forcing yourself on a stable boy is fare easier then doing so with a man of higher standing.”<br/><br/>He glanced over at the stable boy “don’t think I haven’t noticed you trying to leave boy.  I said I wanted to talk to you.  Take another step toward that door and I’ll see to it Darcy sacks you at the very least.”<br/><br/>Before he could turn back to J.F. he felt the young noble slap and grope his rear end.  He looked at him, a bit of amusement mixed with the disgust on his face before it turned stern “I have stated the only interest I have in you at this time.” his voice became firmer, clearly trying to exert his station on the boy “if you are not going to get on your knees then leave.”