<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br/>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br/>Where: Lady Windsor's sitting room<br/>With: Lady Katherine Windsor<br/>When: noon<br/>What: tea and talking<br/><br/>"It was always orally." Vivienne picked up a cookie and delicately nibbled at it. "Most of the time, I was the one doing it, but a few of the men were kind enough to not make me and to do it to me. Still, I knew nothing of sex and it frightened me before I became accustomed to it."<br/><br/>"We had the money to pay the debts, but my father did not want to. There was one time when one of the men wanted more and when I refused, he attempted to rob me of my innocence. Luckily, a footman of ours was around and he saved me.He was badly punished for almost killing the man. From then on out, Marquis never spoke to me again. My father thought that we were together, but we weren't."