Who:  Lord Richard Fowler<br/>Where:  the library<br/>With:  Miku, open<br/>When:  day 1 before dinner<br/><br/>Richard smiled back at her statement, moving closer to her as she turned so that rather then removing his hand from her back her movement succeeded only in stopping its downward motion at the small of her back and wrapped his arm around her “normally you would be right, and I myself would reprimand any man attempting to touch you in such a way in public.  However the rules are different during at an event such as this.”  his smile widened as he continued  “thou one of the other first timers might come to your aide if I forced you and you called out for help, if I raised your dress and proceeded to ravish you hear and now in full view of the others assembled in this room most would do no more then watch, if they were not distracted with there own pleasures.” his tone was even and his other hand came up to touch her cheek as he added “but you did not truly answer my question.  Is it just my age, would you eagerly submit to a younger man?” the arm around her held her tight enough to keep her from polling away before he had his answer.