<strong>Victor with Beatrice, interested...</strong><br/><br/>Victor had been quite pleased when Beatrice had willingly taken his hand and allowed him to escort her to her room. He felt that she had enjoyed enough of the brew for one night and really didn't want to allow such a lovely lady to make a fool of herself by passing out or wrecking the playground. Smiling happily, he had taken it slow in leading her, not wanting rush her as she seemed to have enough trouble discerning the correct foot to step with.<br/><br/>Hearing her question, he was about to answer when he suddenly felt a hand upon his ass. At first he thought it a drunken accident but then he felt her actually groping and he had to chuckle. What on earth was she up to? Shaking his head, he looked at her casually. "Well other than have lovely ladies feel up my ass, I can't say that I am all the interesting. I have a love for exploring but that is hardly a free time exercise. What about you? Anything interesting about Beatrice that does not include the devil's brew or my ass?"