(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/ElizabethKingston_Westonsmistress.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth Kingston<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Study<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lord Johnathan Weston<br/><strong>When:</strong>About Noon<br/><strong>What:</strong>Planning a Party<br/><br/>Elizabeth and kissed his lips, her head turning as the door opened slowly and a footman entered. Elizabeth sat back on her heels, her hand sliding away from his cock as she shook her head. No Love, I shall see them." Looking at the footman she breathed in a rush of air.<br/><br/>"Show them to Lady Weston's parlor and make sure that they are comfortable, I shall be along in a moment."  She smiled to the footman watching him bow and walk out closing the door behind him.<br/><br/>Hearing the click she stood and bent over the chair her mouth inches from John's. "This should only take a hour at most, then I shall finish what I started. A lady's work is never done." She kissed him hard, her tongue sweeping inside his mouth, before pulling away and giving him a wink.<br/><br/>Sweeping out of the room she straightened herself, pulling down her bodice, and letting her breasts press higher into her already low decolletage. Once ready she entered the ghastly pastel yellow parlor and met with the back of Victor Henshaw.