Turning to her dear friend Countess Victoria she sighed, "I feel my dear Countess I must enquire of my husband if I may begin to have some rights.  I feel with all the women in the world I deserve to be his equal." She said softly, her voice for her dear friends ears only, "I will ask of him if I may once more wear under garments.  I feel most vulnerable without them."<br/><br/>"Oh my dear Lady, I believe you should, you deserve some rights. Look at me, I am half your age, and I have more freedom than you have ever had. You are the Lady of the house, a partner, and equal. The least you should have is some decent undergarments dear friend. If you would like I could take you shopping to find you some fine silk undergarments."<br/><br/>Victoria was a wicked one, she was so sweet to Constance, but it was so easy to manipulate her also. She knew if she went to speak to the Lord of the house she would get in such trouble. Yet Victoria knew for a fact that the Lord, loved the feeling of silk underwear, she had a first hand account of that. But of course she would never tell the Lady that she had been, shall we say, 'close' with the Lord, and his two handsome sons.<br/>