<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Robin Thatcher<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Lady Windsor's former rooms<br/><strong>With:</strong>Vivienne, Cromwell, Nick, Frankie<br/><strong>When:</strong>half past four<br/><strong>What:</strong>a thought<br/><hr/><br/>Robin was driving himself nuts as he worked Vivienne. Nick had included himself and while he expected it, it wasn't helping his situation at all, he actually wanted to have her cum, he was pretty sure it would be explosive, especially with her being denied as she had been.<br/><br/><strong>“Nick..If I might...”</strong>He said as he smacked Vivienne's ass as he picked up his pace.<strong>“Perhaps if you let me have her alone, she will be more compliant..we know what we want of her and having a Duchess in our group will help in what we want to do..will it not?”</strong><br/><br/>Nick looked at the other man, backing off Vivienne. He didn't say anything, but he waved the other, minus Cromwell to leave.<br/><br/><strong>“Yer 'ave one 'our or we 'unt dahn the Duke. Cromwell will report ter me.”</strong>Nick said as Frankie who had actually done very little left. Nick ran his finger across his throat as he gave the command to kill her if necessary as well.<br/><br/>Robin sighed in relief as he looked at Cromwell.<strong>“You have some where else to be, Andy?”</strong>He asked as he leaned over Vivienne.<strong>“Where can he go?..other than Hell?"</strong>He laughed as he smacked Vivienne's hip again like he was saying something else to her.