Who:  Lord Richard Fowler<br/>Where:  the stables<br/>With:  Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br/>When:  day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>Richard just leaned on the wall with an amused smirk as he let the young Nobel speak and finish what he was doing in the stable boy‘s mouth, the first thing he said was a command directed at the stable boy after J.F told him to go up to the house “don’t go boy, I need to speak with you.  You can clean yourself in Zeus’s water trough while I answer your<em>lover</em>” he spoke the last word in a somewhat mocking tone.<br/><br/>“I actually came to check on my horse” he indicated the stallion Charlie had been tending to when J.F. arrived “the interruption was merely a bit of fun on my part.  From out there I had no way of knowing how fidgety the boy was, thou he might be a bit less humiliated and frantic if you had let him swallow.”  he finished on a laugh before looking his friend’s nephew in the eye “in answer to your question a moment ago, I do prefer women but I’ve had more men then you might think in my time.” he glanced down at the saliva covered cock with a bit of a gin “and taken bigger, but I have no desire for you at the moment.” his eyes went to the stable boy “I can however see why you desire this one, he is an attractive little thing.”<br/><br/><br/>He looked back to the young Henshaw.  Until now he had not even attempted to exert his influence as a man of higher status “now I have business with this boy.  You may stay if you wish but I would rather you did not.” his tone stayed even throughout but the look he gave J.F. spoke of dislike, for while he enjoyed taking a woman by force he detested those who would force themselves of other men.