<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/LordJohnathanWeston.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lord Johnathan Weston<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Study<br/><strong>With:</strong>Elizabeth Kingston<br/><strong>When:</strong>About noon<br/><strong>What:</strong>Planning a party<br/><hr/><br/>John smiled as he opened his pants and removed himself, something he would never<em>ever</em>do.<strong>“I thought perhaps I would show you instead.”</strong>He raised his vest slightly to find the button to his pants as he undid it, his eyes looking to Elizabeth.<strong>“I think you can figure out the rest.”</strong><br/><br/>There was something changing in John's mind as he looked at Elizabeth, there was a anger building, a raw desire that he knew she was trying to find him him, a rage that he had left dormant for so long for being in the biggest house and having the fewest friends.