(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/600full-alexis-bledelJennings.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Jennings<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Jennings's Bedroom<br/><strong>With:</strong>Henry Stuart<br/><strong>When:</strong>After 3pm<br/><strong>What:</strong>Talking the Lord Out of a Bad Idea<br/><br/>Jennings's shook her head confused, she was talking about riding as in horses...What was he talking of...It wasn't until this next statement that it dawned on her. Jennings jumped out of her and placed a hand on his shoulder keeping him from standing.<strong>"No sir I fear that is the worst idea....Though you are in the right by wanting to seek revenge on your wife in that manner, I just don't believe it is the right course of action." </strong>She was rambling, probably not making any sense, but she needed to keep him here, he was still upset, had been drinking now, and he may turn violent, though Jennings had never witnessed that before out of her employer, but it would happen she had seen it from her father.<strong>"You are to upset, to rash, there has to be something else to help you calm, something less dentermental to your health."  </strong>She was speaking of course about the girls that worked at those types of places, one never could tell if they were truly healthy or not.<br/><br/>When he looked at her, she felt her insides clench, her stomach knoted, causing her breath to catch. He truly was a beautiful man, in her room no less. Slowly sliding her hand off his shoulder she stepped back a little, feeling the heat off his body from being so close.<strong>"Sir?"</strong>She asked not sure what he meant...She didn't grow up around boys except for her father, the only thing she knew was animals, sex and innuendo's were lost on her most of the time, so his comment confused her, yet something deep inside livened and stirred warming her blood.<br/><br/><br/>