<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 Windsors former room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Vivienne<br/><strong>When:</strong>About 5pm<br/><strong>What:</strong>taking a chance<br/><hr/><br/><strong>“Milady are the stories that Cromwell spoke of your life in France true?”</strong>Robin asked as he removed himself from Vivienne, he had not found his own release, but he was happy that she had found hers, that was his major concern at that moment.<br/><br/>He looked about the room slightly, finally seeing something that might assist in their being able to talk. He was still erect so it would be clear that he would need to relieve himself, but he moved to the manipulator and turned it on, the sound filling the room, it was indeed loud.<strong>“Interesting contraption you have here..”</strong>He said as he turned to Vivienne.<strong>“Perhaps it will allow us to talk.”  </strong>He had forgotten about the pill that she had been forced to take a bit before.