<div class="floatleft">(http://pics.livejournal.com/tripseasily/pic/00128780)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Lady Arabella "Belle" Henshaw<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Empty Room...then the Library<br/><strong>With:</strong>Andrew Henshaw, Constance Henshaw, Gwen Marsters<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1 - Evening<br/><strong>What:</strong>Talking to her mother about the supposed 'contest.'<br/><hr/><br/>It was in that moment that the wool was indeed pulled from her eyes. Everything from her childhood came crashing down around her, and she stared at her mother in horror and disbelief. Had she just heard correctly? Andrew had been right? She paled and actually had to sit down as her head swam. Although Andrew's confession had been disconcerting, she honestly hadn't expected her mother to agree. Swallowing, she looked between them and Mrs. Marsters and tried to think.<br/><br/>It was like some alternate universe, and she wanted to wake up from the dream. Nightmare or something else, she wasn't sure. The three of them talked like she had no choice in the matter, and that it wasn't a big deal. Beyond that, they made it sound like others had wanted her virginity and planned on watching. She gave a long look at each of them and then spoke in disbelief.<br/><br/>"You cannot possibly be serious."<br/><br/>However, from the looks on their faces, she knew that they were.<br/><br/>"But...I mean...why....I..."<br/><br/>She couldn't even speak, and she groaned and closed her eyes.<br/><br/>"Mother...I don't understand. You want Andrew to have me? For my virginity to be taken in public? A chastity belt?"<br/><br/>She swallowed and then looked at her. However, she turned to Andrew quickly and glared.<br/><br/>"I never agreed to go willingly, Andrew. I said we should ask Mother...don't take that as acceptance."<br/><br/>This was all so disturbing, but what was more so was the fact that her sex had become quite wet at the conversation and the images it evoked. She was turned on by the thought, and that was shameful to her.