<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/2412/antoinettelafluer.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Antoinette</strong>, Carriage #3, [Katrina d'Errineiu, Kolette de Brest, Antoine"tte" LaFleur, Estelle d’Attaine, Viktor Martin, Justine Sade]<br/><br/>"Oh, dear, Lady Estelle, I meant no harm with my comments," coed Atoinette. "I simply saw that we were among ladies, Viktor excluded, of course." and here she bowed her head ever-so-politely at Viktor. "I must admit my imagination was running wild...bare and uncovered, profusely wet between her legs, and I...well," here she stopped for a moment, as if pouting.  Her eyes were outside the carriage as she spoke the rest. "I was kind of hoping that maybe you were. Such a pretty girl shouldn't be restricted to any one lap, and mine always grows cold in the late night, if you understand my meaning."<br/><br/>Here she giggled, and laid her small head on Katrina's shoulder, pulling Kolette with her. "I really do like this one, Kat. I think we should invite her to that thing." She shifted, her brown eyes moving to Lady Katrina. "You know...the thing?" Her hand waved dismissively. "I mean, if she truly is as innocent as she claims, imagine what fun she'd be to have around!" Antoinette giggled again, her tongue curling against her upper teeth, her mouth slightly ajar as she continued to make amused sounds.<br/><br/>"But yup. The house. Avonleigh. I imagine it has it's own secrets as well, and I look forward to plundering each and every one of them, Kat...between the revels, of course."