Who:Vivienne Greymore<br/>Where:Library<br/>With:Victor Henshaw<br/>When:day 1, before dinner<br/>--------<br/>Vivienne blushed a bit as he mentioned her father and what he'd done. "Unfortunately, that is my family and yes, my father did that. I'm the only daughter so I was the one used to pay off his debts, milord. Not something I'm proud of but it never got as far as my virginity. He should have protected me, but pushed me to do it. I was expected to keep us from losing everything." Her smile was fading, she was not fond of her father. "My mother did not know, neither did my brothers. They would have killed him if they did." A far away look crossed her eyes as she remembered the first time she'd been made to entertain a man to whom her father had owed money. "The tour sounds lovely, as long as it is quick. I've seen our room, your mother's sitting room, the lake, and this room. I'm feeling rather peckish." Her smile returned as his hand felt its way down her body.