<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>In the mood to ride<br/><hr/><br/>Hank stretched as he raised his arms the art only his situation more pronounce.<strong>“Oh I feel wonderful..best I have felt in ages. And I have you to thank for it Jennings.”</strong>He smiled as he pulled the young woman into a hug.<br/><br/>Two things had to be suddenly evident as Hank hugged Jennings, he was no longer feeling any pain, the drink had helped and he had no idea of his present predicament.<strong>“Are you sticking me with a club?”</strong>He asked as he hugged the woman a little tighter. His mind was racing, racing so fast that had he been aware of his current situation, surely he would have been red in the face.<br/><br/><br/>