A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)
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				Title: <strong>A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PigPin</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 15:52:14</strong>
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				This includes the Stables, Lake, Gardens, etc......<br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6d/Grounds_at_Henshaw.jpg)<br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/69/Henshaw_stables.jpg)
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 03:23:20</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Just outside the mansion<br>With: Henry, open<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br><br>Vivienne just needed some time to think and to clear her head. She glanced around and pulled out a cigarette, it was a nasty habit but she liked it, lighting it. Archie did not know that she partook in smoking, but he would probably find out sooner or later. She hoped that he wouldn't chastise her about it as her father had done. It was unladylike, but she didn't care.<br><br>Vivienne knew that Henry was around somewhere and she looked around for him. She had spoken to him about things before and he'd always given solid advice, but this time she wanted to do so much more than talk to him.
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 03:30:10</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Henry had been resting beside one of the many trees on the grounds. The Lord and Lady Greymore had never said if he was allowed in the Henshaw's home, though he had made his way briefly and managed a scrap of bread from the kitchen.<br><br>He turned to look as he saw someone leave the building, first not paying attention to them, but when he noticed it was Lady Greymore, he wondered where Archibald was. He doted on her so, though he was sure that the Lady didn't know it. But it was true too that Henry had known the Lord a long time and he wasn't perfect either, and while he doted, he doted on many females in their household.<br><br>He moved to stand up, walking a little closer not wanting to spook Vivienne as he spoke. “Everything right with you, Milady?”
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 03:42:34</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry <br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>A smile graced Vivienne's face as she saw Henry walking towards her. "Hello, Henry. Everything is well. Lord Greymore and I just had a slight misunderstanding. I needed to find a bit of peace away from everyone." <br><br>She had always been sympathetic towards staff, even as a child, it wasn't right the way some of them were treated. She'd vowed never to mistreat any of her staff. To be honest, she couldn't get the desire to have Henry mistreat her out of her mind. The thought made her blush and look away for a few moments before she moved her eyes back to him.<br><br>"How are you, Henry?"
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 03:49:09</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Henry smiled as he moved to stand beside Vivienne. “I am well, Milady.” He was softspoken when the situation called for it, it wasn't always the case, but usually when it came to Lady Greymore, Henry would show his gentler self.<br><br>“I was just resting by that tree over there.” He said as he pointed. “It's rather secluded, which I found to be nice and reminded me of home a little..” Henry looked at Vivienne his smile, though sincere, was slightly bigger. “You should blush more often Milady..the color suits you well.” 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 04:07:09</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>"I'm glad. Maybe when we're not around anyone else, you could call me Vivienne. I would really prefer it." Vivienne smiled gently at Henry. He was so handsome and she'd felt things around him ever since they'd met. She wasn't sure if Archie had picked up on that, he had been the one to suggest him though, so maybe he had.<br><br>"I feel terrible about not knowing, but where is home? You must miss it. I miss Paris badly sometimes." She'd been a bit homesick lately, but knew that it was something that she'd have to live with. <br><br>"Thank you." Vivienne spoke softly. "Would you mind if I asked you a question, Henry?"
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 04:15:34</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Henry looked at Lady Greymore. “Vivienne it is, though I feel like I should call you something else, less proper. Having seen you indulge in such a habit as the smoking, though I do it myself from time to time.” <br><br>He stopped a moment as she asked out were he was from. “Oh I am from Westinghouse, my father was footman to Lord Greymore's father and I served him the last month of his life, and now I serve his lordship.” He stopped though as Vivienne spoke of Paris. “I hear it is a lovely city. I'd like to see it one day myself. What did you want to ask me? And please, call me Hank..Henry was my father..and I might be my father son, but I am not my father.” 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 04:23:37</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>"Hank, it shall be then." Vivienne smiled at him. "It is a lovely city, I'm sure you would like it. I've got to ask Archie if we could travel there soon, I miss my family." She sighed softly as she thought about what her mother would say if she could see what was running through her daughter's mind. <br><br>"Earlier this evening, someone approached me speaking of buggery. I would have asked my husband, but I wasn't exactly thinking of it when we were speaking. Would you care to enlighten me as to what it is?" Vivienne felt naive and sounded quite naive, as well, she didn't realize that her last question could be misconstrued as an invitation. 
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 04:30:57</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank looked at Vivienne. “I was not expecting that sort of question I must say.” He laughed as he leaned in a little closer. “Well it's not really something a person would discuss in front of a Lady, but this is a unusual house I believe.” Hank cleared his throat. “Buggery is—well to be crude, a term for fucking you in your ass.” <br><br>Now it was Hanks turn to blush.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 04:43:53</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne was glad that Hank was being honest with her. Many people would have probably said that a Lady has no business knowing about it. "Thank you for being honest with me, Hank." She'd had a clue about what it was before now, but she couldn't help but wonder how it would feel. She knew that she'd like to try it, at least, once. <br><br>"Blushing is rather becoming on you, as well." Vivienne shot him a soft grin. "Yes, this is a most unusual household. I have just found out that this weekend will be filled with all kinds of promiscuity. I believe my husband is regretting the decision to attend, but I feel rather excited about it." She was just being honest.
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 04:52:34</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“Archie regretting what has been in his nature as long as I have known him?” Hank questioned. “Perhaps it is true about Beauty and the Beast after all..” He looked at Vivienne, trying to choose his words. “You are excited about it..how so? The Henshaw's are a noble family, but there are many ways to explore promiscuity without everyone getting naked and performing buggery, if you will.” 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 05:00:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/28200000/Beauty-3-troian-bellisario-28248046-307-400.jpg)</div><br><br>Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br><br>"I, unwittingly, made him quite jealous earlier and he apologized to me for his indiscretions. I know they are many." Vivienne smiled just slightly. <br><br>"I have only ever lain with one man and I figure if Archie can have his fun, then why can't I?" She had never spoken this boldly with anyone besides her husband and it felt good. It seemed an awakening was coming Vivienne's way and she didn't know how to handle it exactly.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 05:04:42</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank nodded. “I see and this person that you had this act to cause jealousy with, you wanted to be prem—familiar with him?” <br><br>Hank actually blushed again. “He would have been a lucky man, Vivienne.”
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 05:25:45</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>"I would have liked to be, yes, but Archie has informed me that it could be anyone but that person. I don't want my husband angry with me so I have decided to try to stay away from the young man." Vivienne was trying to find the words to convey what she was thinking about.<br><br>"Thank you for saying that, Hank. You're very sweet." She smiled as he blushed again, it made him look younger than he was. "There is someone that I have wanted to become more familiar with, for quite some time, I have never had the courage to do anything about it though."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 05:37:51</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank looked at Vivienne, but didn't say anything at first. “If it is who I think it is that caused this in Archie. He as a disdain for those above him and as I have heard it, likes to bed noble wives as a way to get back at those above him, but when confronted with the matter backs down from the fight. So if it was that person that caused the uproar, Archie, Lord Greymore likely saved you from a world of suffering, but I am not certain in this of course, it is only things that are said when they think no one is listening.”<br><br>He leaned in to Vivienne, rubbing shoulder's with her as he looked out over the garden. “As I said, whomever they would be, would be a very lucky man.” Hank had always liked Vivienne there was a spirit about her that he hoped to find in a wife of his one one day if he was ever lucky in such a matter. “Are you sure there is nothing at all that I can call you but Vivienne? It's a beautiful name, but-- well it makes me blush and feel I should not be calling you so.” 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 05:52:54</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>"He may very well have saved me from that then." Vivienne looked at Hank and wondered if what he was saying was true. She hadn't heard much about anyone at the party.<br><br>"The one I am talking about is standing right next to me." She blushed more than she had earlier and looked at her feet before her eyes rose to look at Hank. "Is there something you would rather call me, Hank? Whatever makes you feel most comfortable." He had the most gorgeous eyes and it would have been easy for her to get lost in them. Vivienne wanted to run her fingers through his hair and to feel his body against her body. She was starting to get excited again and could feel herself growing damp between her legs.
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 06:11:50</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank thought for a moment, trying to process what he had just been told. He had thought about Vivienne a lot and in ways that he didn't want Archie to know, he had never approved of that Archie had been doing to her, and him some cases the lack of what he should be doing to her.<br><br>“<em>Miel..” </em> He said lightly as he leaned into her. “It mean Honey.” He smiled, but of course she already knew that. “Might I ask what you would like to do about it?” 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 06:20:56</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne could see what Hank was thinking about in his eyes, they were very expressive. What he chose to call her made her smile. She doubted he knew much French, but it was good to hear someone call her something like that in her native language. She loved her husband, she really did, but even after this weekend....Vivienne could see herself doing unmentionable things with Hank.<br><br>"That's a flattering nickname, thank you." Finding it a bit hard to breathe as he leaned in closer to her, Vivienne tried to think about what she wanted to do about what she'd just told him. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before leaning into kiss him. She wanted to feel his hands on her body.
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 06:31:16</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank leaned into the kiss, returning it, his hand moving to Vivienne's waist. “Do you wish to go some where a bit more private?” Hank loved the taste of Vivienne's lips on his, she was creating a stirring in him that was going to be hard to slow&nbsp; if she changed her mind. Hank could be quite <em>passionate</em> when the mood took him and it was taking him hard.<br><br>“You're thinking about buggery, aren't you Miel?” He questioned as he leaned into her ear, chuckling slightly. “It would be my honor to do anything to you that you desire.” He hand raised from her waist to her breast. "It is okay that I touch you as such?" Hank in all his years had never touched a noble woman in such a manner. Though he found he liked it.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 07:06:36</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1 before dinner<br><br>Vivienne was getting lost in Hank and she knew that they should go somewhere more private, but she didn't want to stop...even for a few moments. "Somewhere more private would be a good idea." His arm around her waist was pulling her closer to him and she smiled brightly.<br><br>Even with what was about to happen between them, Vivienne couldn't help but blush at his question. "I want to do everything with you, Hank. Although, buggery may have to wait. I am not sure that I'm ready for that yet." She laughed softly, his breath on her ear tickled a bit. "It is quite alright. I want you to touch me everywhere..." She was speaking truthfully, Vivienne did want to feel his hands on every part of her body.<br><br>"I think I saw a lake on the grounds from the carriage. We could go there."
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 07:19:41</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank smiled. “It's not far from here, actually I think it's just past those trees there.” He pointed to a area that was far enough that they would certainly be a lone and not heard.<br><br>With that Hank actually moved in one swift motion, picking Vivian up and over his shoulder. Though he seldom showed it, he was build well enough to put a blacksmith to shame. “Wow you are light as a feather..we are going to have so much fun..” Hank actually managed to smack Vivienne's ass as he carried her towards the grove and then the lake.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 07:51:37</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>"Great, let's go." Vivienne smiled brightly and giggled softly as Hank picked her up to hoist her over his shoulder. He was stronger than he looked and she loved it.<br><br>She liked it when he smacked her rear and hoped he did more of that. She'd love to feel it without all the layers that she was wearing. There was a small building near the lake and she smiled at him as he set her down beside it. Vivienne backed up against the building and beckoned Hank over to her. "Come here, mon doux." She couldn't help it. When she was excited or anxious, she was both right now, she mixed French with English.
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 08:01:23</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds - the lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“What does that mean?” He asked as he didn't have to be told twice. Suddenly Vivienne as pressed against the building sandwiched between it and Hank.<br><br>“I want you out of this dress.” He almost commanded as he tried to lift it off of her. He wanted to see all of Vivienne. He started to open his shirt as he stared in her eyes. His entire demeanor had changed there was a fire in his eyes that Vivienne had built and he was determined to thank her for blessing him with so much more than he had ever hoped for.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 08:23:55</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>"It means 'my sweet'." Vivienne smiled a little and grinned as she was pushed back against the building. Her eyes were locked with his as his body pressed against hers. She wasn't ashamed of what she was feeling towards him and knew that this would probably be more than just this weekend. Could very well develop into an ongoing affair.<br><br>Vivienne knew how to do this and would waste no time in getting to what she wanted to get to. She helped him to get her dress off and lay it carefully on a nearby stump. Now, she was just in her corset and undergarments. She helped him to get his shirt off, her eyes never leaving his, and her hands moved to his pants. J.F. had gotten her all hot and bothered, Hank was going to reap the rewards of that. <br><br>Vivienne's hands were trembling just a bit as they undid Hank's pants. Afterwards, she turned around and glanced back at him. "Untie me?" She was referring to her corset, she could have untied it, but she wanted to feel his hands on her skin.
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				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 08:55:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://[url=http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Charlie-full.jpg]http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Charlie-full.jpg[/url])</div> <br><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span> <br><strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables<br><br>All was not quiet in the stables of the stately Henshaw country estate and, as usual, the uproar was caused by the arrival of a new horse. <br><br>Voices were raised in fear and frustration as the stable hands tried to back Lord Richard Fowler’s prized stallion into a stall. The reluctant mount stomped his feet and tossed his head angrily, and refused to be pushed or bullied.&nbsp; The men dashed this way and that, careful to avoid the strong legs of the horse and the possibility of great injury but their fear nearly allowed the horse to break free.&nbsp; Through it all, Charlie quietly watched from her seat in the corner, her hands polishing the brass finishings of a bridle while she looked out from under her cap.&nbsp; It wasn’t her job to interfere but she knew if someone didn’t do something soon it was going to go from bad to worse. <br><br>“What is the name of all that’s holy is going on here!”&nbsp; <br><br>The rough loud voice of the stable master broke over the commotion as his experienced eyes assessed the situation. <br><br>“Charlie, you daft lad, don’t just sit – get up and help!”<br><br>That was all she needed to hear. She stopped what she was doing and slowly walked up to the huge animal, carefully remaining in his line of sight as she approached.&nbsp; She spoke quietly as she moved closer to him, her nonsense words just loud enough for him to hear if he quieted.&nbsp; And quiet he did, as if recognizing he was finally receiving the respect he deserved.&nbsp; She reached up and scratched him between the ears before casually taking hold of his bridle. <br><br>“Come on boy, let’s get out of here.”&nbsp; She whispered to him and started to lead him away from the mess he had created. <br><br>“Charlie, what the hell are you doing?”&nbsp; The stable master’s voice was forceful and easily carried to Charlie, but he was wise enough to not yell and risk upsetting the horse again. He knew Charlie was a strange, daft sort of lad but he gave the boy credit for having a way with the horses.<br><br>Charlie stopped her progress to the stable door just long enough to answer in her husky voice, “I’m taking this great beastie for a walk while a bigger stall is found for our beauty here. That one is too small. He doesn’t want to be backed into something he can’t see and if he is led in we’ll spend the next few days talking to his arse-end.” <br><br>While Charlie waked the horse around the paddock the stable was set to right. When they returned the stable was empty but a proper sized stall awaited the animal with fresh water and feed.&nbsp; The stallion walked into his new stall with his majestic head held high.<br><br>“I see your new accommodations meet your high standards", she said with a smile. "I knew you meant to be no trouble, you just like having it your way. Don’t you? “<br><br>Charlie picked out a curry and began to brush down his sleek coat as she continued heap upon him the flattery he deserved. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 15:09:20</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds<br><strong>With:</strong> Charlie Cooper<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br><br>There was no denying it , J.F Henshaw was as much an admirer of the male form as he was the feminine one. Furthermore there was no more admirable male form then the one of the Henshaw's new stable boy Charlie Cooper. He had just the right mixture of gallant masculinity and vague femininity to get J.F's loins in a tither. Each step of J.F's from the library to the stable&nbsp; inched him closer to the one person more then any other he secretly yearned for . How euphoric it would be to introduce&nbsp; the young one to the&nbsp; thralls of society's most unspoken of gratifying vice. OF course Charlie could've said no to the young Henshaw's advances but he really didn't have a say in the matter. J.F held the power and if Charlie wanted to keep his job he would&nbsp; have to submit&nbsp; to the man's deviant will.<br><br>Once he reached the stables&nbsp; the young onyx eyed male&nbsp; leaned against the doorway with one leg crossed over the other and&nbsp; silently admired the source of his incorrigible lust. After a few moments of&nbsp; enamored voyeurism&nbsp; he&nbsp; began to speak ."Hello , <em>Boy.</em> I'm aroused to see how well you handle a stallion. Have you had much practice? Spent time use to&nbsp; satisfying the urges of a superior male? " J.F questioned&nbsp; sleazily with a grin. The young pervert didn't know much about the boy&nbsp; but he was pretty sure the young man was a virgin and had&nbsp; certainly never had a man as voracious as J.F&nbsp; inside him before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 16:04:30</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=152110.msg6930600#msg6930600">Quote from: GaGa88 on 16-09-2012, 08:23:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>"It means 'my sweet'." Vivienne smiled a little and grinned as she was pushed back against the building. Her eyes were locked with his as his body pressed against hers. She wasn't ashamed of what she was feeling towards him and knew that this would probably be more than just this weekend. Could very well develop into an ongoing affair.<br><br>Vivienne knew how to do this and would waste no time in getting to what she wanted to get to. She helped him to get her dress off and lay it carefully on a nearby stump. Now, she was just in her corset and undergarments. She helped him to get his shirt off, her eyes never leaving his, and her hands moved to his pants. J.F. had gotten her all hot and bothered, Hank was going to reap the rewards of that. <br><br>Vivienne's hands were trembling just a bit as they undid Hank's pants. Afterwards, she turned around and glanced back at him. "Untie me?" She was referring to her corset, she could have untied it, but she wanted to feel his hands on her skin.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank worked his fingers nimbly over the laces and catches as he kissed Vivienne's shoulder. He moved almost with the precision of a surgeon as he undid the last lace, then moved his hands to her slender hips.<br><br>“You have such a lovely form, <em>miel</em>.” He whispered in her ear as he pulled on her long hair lightly with one hand as the other moved to remove the corset from her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 16:48:14</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>It was hard to catch her breath as Vivienne felt Hank's hands undoing the laces of her corset. She felt her corset fall to the grass and a grin spread across her face. It was cool outside and a light breeze was blowing, that coupled with the sensations that she was feeling was making her light pink nipples harden. If this was what it felt like from having him barely touch her, Vivienne knew that he was going to drive her crazy.<br><br>His words elicited another soft giggle from the woman, it was a dainty sound and had a melodic quality to it. "What would you like to do to my lovely form?" Vivienne's words were barely above a whisper. She wanted Hank so badly that it almost hurt. In her life, she'd never been out in the open such as this and was happy for the chance. It felt freeing and the thoughts of letting him do anything he'd like to her were running rampant through her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 16:58:58</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank actually pulled on Vivienne's hair a little harder, the thoughts of what he would want to do with lovely creature running over his mind as he grabbed her left breast as he pressed into her. She filled his hand perfectly and Hank couldn't have been happier with the feel of her.<br><br>His fingers moved to her nipple as he squeezed it ever so lightly. “There are so many thoughts that run through my mind, <em>Miel</em>.” He whispered as he knew his arousal was very evident by now. “But I am not sure that there are enough days in the weekend to enjoy all that we could do.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 17:20:50</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1 before dinner<br><br>A soft gasp left her mouth as Hank pulled her hair a little harder, she liked it and it surprised her. Vivienne wanted to feel more and she groaned a little as his fingers played with left nipple. It was tantalizing and she pressed back against the growing erection she felt against her lower back. She just knew that he would feel amazing inside of her.<br><br>When Vivienne heard his words on all he wanted to do to her, a tingle was sent through her body and came to rest in her nether regions. Oh, she wanted it to happen right now but rushing this would be unfair to the both of them, she didn't think she could wait though. She wasn't even fully naked yet. Vivienne undressed the rest of the way and got back into the position they'd been in. She was still nervous, but decided to just go for it. She reached for his other hand, moved it to her belly and slid it down between her legs so he could feel just how wet she was for him.<br><br>"We could explore everything together when we get back to Westinghouse, what would you like to do right now?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 17:28:18</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank smiled as he felt how wet he had made Vivienne. He lifted his fingers to taste them, then offered his fingers to her. “Taste you.” <br><br>Hank looked in Vivienne's eyes as he held up his hand. “I desire to taste you and make you cum so hard that you forget your name.” Hank would be the first to admit that even Lord Greymore didn't know about this side of him.<br><br>“I want to bed you in your own bed, every night for the rest of my life.” Perhaps Hank was going too far, but perhaps just perhaps, Vivienne would know that her desires were matched by his own for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 17:42:15</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne's breath caught in her throat as she heard him say that he wanted to taste her. Her husband hadn't even done that yet and oh, she would like to find out how it felt. She'd heard about it back in France from some of the maids that they'd had and it had always made her curious. Her lips parted for Hank's fingers and she could taste her own sweet nectar. It felt so taboo, yet she liked it. Vivienne's tongue flicked around those fingers gently and she sucked on them softly. It was something that she wanted to do to another part of Hank's anatomy.<br><br>"Do as you desire, <em>mon doux</em>." The only sound that would come out was a whisper, she was feeling slightly overwhelmed by all of this but Vivienne wouldn't stop it. <br><br>She smiled brightly as he said the he wanted to bed her in her own bed every night for the rest of his life. Vivienne knew that she would like it very much, but wasn't exactly sure how that'd get past Archie. "We can discuss that."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 17:50:47</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank smiled as he slowly, ever so slowly, worked his way down Vivienne's body. He dropped well placed kissed the length of her, his hand's finally settleling on her hips as he kissed her stomach, then looked up at her now on his knees.<br><br>He lightly ran his finger over her trimmed hair. It must have been a french thing he surmised but he liked it, especially on her. <br><br>Hank looked at Vivienne again as he inserted a finger into her, wanted to see the look on her face from each step. “You are tight like a virgin <em>miel</em>.” He smiled. “It's a pleasure to know you this way.” His one finger was suddenly met with another as he started to work in and out of Vivienne, his <em>miel</em>, his honey.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 18:22:14</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Every kiss that Hank pressed against her body sent little sparks of fire through her veins. He hadn't even done anything yet and Vivienne was in pure bliss. Her eyes closed as his kisses reached her lower stomach and one of his fingers trailed along her nether lips. She had a small tuft of hair there that she kept trimmed as well as she could. <br><br>That delightful finger of his slipped inside of her and she blushed a bit at his comment about her being tight like a virgin. "I have only been with my husband and it's a pleasure for me to have you be my second. Lord Greymore's never tasted me, you will be the first for that." The look on her face was one of extreme happiness and anticipation for what was about to happen. A second finger was pressed inside of her as one of her hands reached down to where her fingers could wrap around his hair. Her eyes met his as he looked up to watch her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 18:30:06</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“The fool he has been.” Hank replied as he leaned into Vivienne, adding his tongue to the mix of fingers. The moment he did it, he felt a charge within him that sent him into a place of unbelievable joy.<br><br>Hank continued on that course, working harder and harder, putting his tongue and fingers to work, loving every drop that was building.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 19:04:12</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne had to agree that Archie had been a fool to let another man be the first to taste her. A soft moan came from between her lips as Hank's tongue was added to his fingers and a shudder ran its way through her body. "Oh, Hank...that feels heavenly." Her fingers tightened their grip on his hair as she inadvertently pulled him closer.<br><br>Gasps and moans were coming from the Lady as Hank worked her over with his hand and mouth. Her back arched and her free hand was pressed against the building so she could remain standing even as her knees were becoming weak.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 19:10:05</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“Oh tastes heavenly as well.” He nearly called her his love. The sounds coming from Vivienne where making him all the more aroused as he kept on his course, one of his hands raised up, planting on her chest as he squeezed her breast.<br><br>“I desire you so much...so much..” He looked up at her, it all clear in his eyes that this had been a long time coming.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 19:40:04</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>She could see what he was feeling in his eyes and, for a split second, wondered what it would be like to be married to him instead of her husband. The thought was so wrong, but Vivienne couldn't help it. Her family would never have approved of her lowering herself by marrying a lower class, she had to wonder if she would've been brave enough to do something like that.&nbsp; <br><br>"I have desired you from the moment I first saw you. I know that I am married to the Lord, but I feel things for you as well." All this talk of feelings for someone who was not her husband should have made her feel guilty, but it didn't. Vivienne was filled with conflicting emotions, she did love Archie, but was feeling emotions for Hank as well. "I want you to take me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 19:46:25</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank stood as Vivienne spoke, kissing her as he made it to his feet. “Nothing would make me happier.” He said as he kissed her again. Vivienne had opened his pants, but hadn't removed them, so Hank lowered them at that moment, putting them with her dress and other garments as he returned to her.<br><br>“I feel married to him myself at times, but our parents can not control our hearts..” Hank had a secret of his own family, a secret that seemed lost to time and changes in the Monarchy, but it didn't matter, all that mattered to him was the woman before him.<br><br>“I can not refuse you, have found it so very hard to do.” He kissed Vivienne again as he lowered her to the ground.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 20:09:37</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne smiled as she listened to him speak and his voice had always intrigued her. She grinned as he lowered his pants and stepped out of them. He lowered her to the ground and her eyes rose to meet his. <br><br>"I will not deny you in whatever you would like to do to me, at anytime, unless in the presence of Lord Greymore." Vivienne wanted to feel Hank inside of her badly and would gladly do whatever he'd like her to. She was infatuated with the man and this was going to be an experience that she would never forget. She pressed her lips against Hank's as he kissed her while she was on the ground. The kiss was one mixed with passion and lust, also something more tender. Vivienne pulled him down to where he was laying on top of her. <br><br>Her hand caressed his face gently and her eyes studied every feature of his beautiful face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 20:16:18</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank loved the feel of Vivienne beneath him, he heard her words, but he didn't reply to her statement of Lord Greymore. He kissed her softly as he looked in her eyes, then deepened it as he brought his cock to her most sensitive of areas.<br><br>He didn't enter Vivienne, he was too intent in the fact that she wanted him to enter her to give in so quickly, though he wanted to feel her wrapped around him. “Perhaps we will discover our passions together.” He whispered as he gave into temptation, entering Vivienne with a soft push, not in her fully, but enough to know that he was not Lord Greymore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 21:01:34</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne knew that she wanted Hank to plunge inside of her, but he wanted to take it slow so she was fine with that. She'd have to stop talking about Archie with Hank because it seemed a bit rude to her, to rub it in his face that she was married to someone else. They obviously had the same feelings for each other and that thrilled her. <br><br>Feeling his manhood rubbing along her sex made her groan softly and as he pushed himself inside of her, it was obvious that he was not her husband. Archie wasn't exactly the going slow type sometimes. Still, Vivienne could not help herself, she ran her hands down to Hank's hips and pulled a bit to bring him further inside of her. She was tight and it was slightly uncomfortable, but she liked it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 21:11:23</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br><br>Hank nearly melted. “When you are ready, I will give you all of me.” Hank whispered as he leaned into Vivienne, some of his weight resting on her as he kissed her neck. “I want you to enjoy this on so many levels.” He grabbed her hair as he kissed her again a little harder as he started to thrust his hips.<br><br>“Let me occupy your thoughts like you fill my own.” He whispered as he bit at her earlope, not hard, but enough to drive him for more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 21:44:31</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>His weight on her felt glorious and she knew that she was ready for all of him, but Vivienne wouldn't rush things. She leaned her head to the side a little and moved her hair out of his way while he kissed her neck. She moaned softly as his hand gripped her hair while his hips were thrusting in and out of her.<br><br>Her lips met his and Vivienne slid her tongue between his lips, rubbing it against his. Her legs wrapping around Hank's waist and hips moving in time with his. Her hands slid from his hips to his back and her fingernails traced small circles against his skin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 21:54:29</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank was actually getting more aroused from the actions that Vivienne was performing on him, was it possible? He didn't care as he plunged deeper, giving the lovely lady all that he was. He picked up his pace as he kissed her neck again, then returned her kiss as their tongues met. He loved the taste of her, all the tastes of her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 22:18:22</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne had been thinking about it ever since they'd started enjoying each others' company, Hank would be the only person that she'd let cum inside of her besides her husband. She could end up pregnant, but hopefully that wouldn't be the case. As he picked up the pace, her nails gently dug into the skin of his back and the moans coming from her were growing louder.<br><br>Vivienne's body moved in perfect rhythm with Hank's and it was hard to believe that she'd been a virgin only three short months ago. She did like sex, just hadn't experimented with many things. She did know that she wanted to taste him before this weekend was over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 22:34:14</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“Ha-ve you ever been taken from behind? Not buggery, but from behind?” Hank inquired as he moved his kiss to Vivienne's breast as he continued to thrust deeper into her. Hank knew that if there was ever a move that would make Vivienne come and possibly hard it would be the primal move of such a thing, he could tell that he was primal down deep, so sweet and innocent, but primal in her desires.<br><br>“I want to go as deep inside you as your body will allow, make you scream.” His voice was getting horse as he grabbed Vivienne's wrists and planted them above her head as he kissed her lips again. 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 23:41:00</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: day, before dinner<br><br>"No, I have never been taken from behind before. I would like you to." Vivienne whispered to him and bit down at her lip as his kiss found her breast. Taking as much of it as he could into his mouth, Hank was making her weak, and she wanted him however she could get him.<br><br>His words traveled straight to her sex and she grinned at him. "Take me as you'd like. I want to feel you."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 23:47:46</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>What had Archibald been doing with this lovely woman? He was hardly a mild man, Henry had seen him with a number of the maids over the course of his time with him. “Oh then we must fix this right and proper.” Hank stopped his pumping as he smiled, kissing Vivienne. <br><br>“Okay..get on your knees.” He instructed a she moved to his haunches. “I think you will figure the rest out.” He added with a chuckle, but looking at Lady Greymore in this way was the best thing that had ever happened to him. He knew he loved her, he would never dare to tell her so, but he knew it was true, especially now, getting to explore things with her that even her husband had denied her. “Would you desire I speak less than proper to you?”
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 00:08:18</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne could see something in Hank's eyes, but couldn't quite make out what it was. She wanted to ask him, but didn't want anything to spoil what was happening between them. She could feel every delectable inch of his cock as he slowly pulled out of her.<br><br>She immediately dropped down to her knees and let her hands rest on the grass in front of her. She may not have even done it, but she'd heard enough about it so she knew what to do. "When we're together like this, <em>mon doux</em>, I want you to try to forget that I am a Lady." She glanced back at him with a playful 'come hither' gaze. One of her friends in Paris had schooled her way in the ways of flirting and seduction, they hadn't gotten very far before Vivienne had to leave to be married.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 00:15:50</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“Oh one does not need a title to be a lady, you would always be a lady to me.” Hank replied as he moved in behind Vivienne and slapped her ass. “That's for the smoking.” He slapped her again. “That's for tormenting me so..” And a third time. “That's just because.” He laughed as he moved her legs apart a little more, then retook his place with in Vivienne's depths. <br><br>“Do like how we have found each other?” His voice was course as he picked up his pace almost instantly, the new angle exciting him in ways that he hadn't even expected as he leaned over Vivienne's back, grabbing her hair as he pulled her head up, leaning into her ear. “Are you my naughty little whore?” He bit at her neck, then her shoulder as he dropped her hair, grabbing her breast as he played with it. “Do I fuck you better than he?..do I my little french whore?” This was a side of Hank even he hadn't expected, he wasn't sure how it would be received at all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 00:52:56</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne smiled as he said she'd be a lady in his eyes, no matter what. She squealed playfully as he gave her a spanking and the reason for it, another spanking and the reason for it, and a third spanking just because. "I enjoy that immensely." He buried himself in her depths again and her eyes closed. " <em>La mère sainte de Dieu, oui</em>"<br><br>The excitement running through her body was enhanced by the way he was speaking to her. She didn't blush this time because she was too lost in pleasure to get embarrassed. "I am your naughty French whore and you feel much better than my husband. I have wanted this to happen for quite some time."<br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 00:55:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://[url=http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Charlie-full.jpg]http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Charlie-full.jpg[/url])</div> <br><span style="font-size: 15pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span> <br><strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables with J.F. Henshaw<br><strong>When</strong>: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Charlie continued to murmur to the large horse as she finished his rub down, Lord Richard would have no reason to complain about the care stallion had received in the Henshaw stables.&nbsp; The powerful muscles beneath his fine coat twitched a final time when she ran her hand long his flank and end with a soft pat.<br><br>Taking a step back, she paused to admire her work, “There you go, you great big beast.&nbsp; Fed, watered and polished to shine.” <br><br>"Hello, Boy.”&nbsp; Charlie nearly jumped at the surprising sound of the unfamiliar voice. Turning slowing towards the speaker she recognized the nephew of Lord and Lady Henshaw, “I’m aroused to see how well you handle stallion. Have you had much practice? Spent time use to satisfying the urges of a superior male? "<br><br>Carefully stepping out of the horse’s stall, Charlie tipped her cap respectfully to the young gentleman. Her interactions with the high society guests of the house or even the family of the house had been rare and the appearance of one immediately put her on her guard.&nbsp; After a quick glance to his face, she kept her eyes down and her head nearly bowed. With any luck, he’d soon think her as daft as everyone else did.<br><br>&nbsp;“Sir, I don’t know” she answered carefully in her husky voice.&nbsp; “I just take good care of them, that’s all. It’s my job.”&nbsp; Her feet shuffled nervously as she spoke despite her attempts to stand still.&nbsp; "Is it your wish to ride before dinner, sir?&nbsp; I can saddle one of Lord Henshaw's fine pieces for you. I can have it done in no time."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 01:03:07</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=152110.msg6933376#msg6933376">Quote from: GaGa88 on 17-09-2012, 00:52:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne smiled as he said she'd be a lady in his eyes, no matter what. She squealed playfully as he gave her a spanking and the reason for it, another spanking and the reason for it, and a third spanking just because. "I enjoy that immensely." He buried himself in her depths again and her eyes closed. " <em>La mère sainte de Dieu, oui</em>"<br><br>The excitement running through her body was enhanced by the way he was speaking to her. She didn't blush this time because she was too lost in pleasure to get embarrassed. "I am your naughty French whore and you feel much better than my husband. I have wanted this to happen for quite some time."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank slapped Vivienne's hip as he continued his assault, loving every sound that came from her, he heard her say something in french, but didn't ask what it was this time—the way it was said, he knew she was enjoying what they were doing.<br><br>“Speak no more of him, you are mine from now on..would you like that?” He asked as he spanked her again, grabbing her hips as he worked himself in just a little deeper, until he was once again in her fully. “When we are alone, you will be my nau—ghty french whore and I—what shall I be to you, my love?” He couldn't help, the words came out before he could stop himself.
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				Post by: <strong>PigPin</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 01:19:32</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Earl of Surrey<br><strong>Where:</strong> In the back gardens<br><strong>With:</strong> Beatrice<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1 before dinner<br><strong>What:</strong> Enjoying Beatrice<br><hr><br>The Earl pulled the maid along, avoiding the working help. &nbsp;He hurried through the backdoor. &nbsp;The evening sky was illuminated by the stars. &nbsp;The clouds were no where to be found. &nbsp;The moon looked as it were painted in the sky. All the red, golden, and light flowers of the morning had closed. &nbsp;The purple, blue, and dark flowers were starting to open. &nbsp;The garden came alive at night. &nbsp;The insects started sing their song. &nbsp;The owls called out into the darkness.&nbsp;<br><br>The Earl pulled the young maid over to the nearest bench. <strong>"Please seat."</strong> he want to pleasure the woman, finished what he started.&nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 01:43:52</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Another squeal came from her as Hank slapped her hip quite hard, Vivienne was finding that she could not get enough of it. She was curious about what else Hank would like to do to her. Right then and there, she'd decided that he would be the first to take her remaining virgin hole. It was just a matter of when and where.<br><br>"I would love to be yours." Vivienne cried out loudly as he pushed his way into her, all the way. "I will cherish being your naughty French whore and you can be <em>mon seual amour</em>. It means 'my only love'." She felt as if though her head were stuck up in the clouds when he called her 'my love'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 01:54:41</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank pulled on Vivienne's hair, lifting her head as he kissed her hard on the lips. “Do you mean it?” He questioned, his hips still pumping her, though steady, getting rougher with each thrust in and out of her.<br><br>“Do you love me?” Could it be so? A lady as fine as Vivienne, in love with a man that was nothing, nothing to anyone but a servant? He hadn't been treated like a man in a long time, in fact this was the closest he felt to being a man. “Cum for me my love..I want for you to feel a rush that I suspect you haven't.” Hank was starting to wonder if Vivienne had ever had that pleasure, clearly Archibald loved her, or thought he did, or believed that he should, so he did, but had she truly know the passion of true love and passion?” He kissed her shoulder, now slick with sweat as he knew his own end was all too near.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 02:52:11</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>"I do mean it." Vivienne looked at him earnestly before smiling and biting her lip as his thrusts became rougher with each passing second. She could feel her walls constricting around him and knew that it would not be long. <br><br>She was torn between what she was feeling and what was proper, she was married and shouldn't be wanting to be with someone that wasn't her husband. Vivienne was sure that she loved Hank, but she didn't quite know how they would handle things after this weekend was over. <br><br>"I do love you, Hank." Her voice was soft, even as her body was experiencing the most amazing thing she'd ever felt. Yes, she'd had orgasms with Archie but they were nothing compared to this. His lips pressed against the heated skin of her shoulder as she cried out loudly while her juices flowed freely. A feeling of euphoria had settled over her mind and she was still trying to catch her breath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 03:00:30</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>The moment Hank felt Vivienne's release, but found his own, like her body was telling his body it was time. He, without thought, managed to remove himself just as he ended, the semen landing on the grass, but clear of both if them as he fell in the other direction.<br><br>“Oh give me five minutes to catch my breath..” He laughed as he looked at Vivienne, a smile on his face as he kissed her.
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				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 03:11:21</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds<br><strong>With:</strong> Charlie Cooper<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br>J.F slowly reached out and gently pushed Charlie's head up with his index finger. His graceful eyes locked on with the "male's" as he spoke once more. "There's no need to act inane around me. I don't look down upon you like some of my peers. In fact I rather admire your firm figure." J.F responded with a kind grin. The young Henshaw found it hard to stay calm being so close to his secret admiration.&nbsp; He stood there for&nbsp; a few minute&nbsp; staring wistfully into&nbsp; the stable boy's eyes as "he"&nbsp; shuffled nervously in place. In an attempt to calm the male down he&nbsp; gently kissed the youth. It wasn't a&nbsp; &nbsp;particularly romantic&nbsp; kiss merely an attempt to relax the fellow.&nbsp; "Stay calm , Charles. I sincerely wish you no harm. i just want to get&nbsp; to know you better. You seem like a wonderful beautiful person and I appreciate that."&nbsp; The Lord's nephew spoke softly. He was cordial now but he was ready&nbsp; to get aggressive at a moment's notice. Of course he would prefer if Charles would simply submit , hurting such a marvelous being. Despite trying his best though he found it hard to stay quiet , almost as if he was rendered a chirpy school girl fawning over a fellow student. At the very least though he&nbsp; made sure his most naughty thoughts weren't just blurted out in the heat of the moment though a&nbsp; perhaps inappropriate question was at the forefront of his mind.<br><br>"Are you a virgin , my dear Charles? Don't be nervous&nbsp; if you are its&nbsp; perfectly natural for someone&nbsp; in your position to remain untouched. Tending to the horses is hard work and&nbsp; ii'm sure you find yourself to tired at the end of a long day to court some&nbsp; mewling quim. I could of course help you in that area. I am sure we would both find the exploration&nbsp; of each other's body quiet&nbsp; enlightening." J.F offered helpfully though&nbsp; in reality it was more of a statement then&nbsp; a question.&nbsp; In tune&nbsp; with his alleged interest in teaching the boy the ways of the human body ,&nbsp; the noble reached out and guided Charlie's hand to his mildly aroused crotch. Open permission&nbsp; to the grope the Royal's nether region as the stableboy pleased.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 03:16:42</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds-the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne pouted just slightly as he pulled out of her before ejaculating, she'd wanted to feel him empty inside of her but it wouldn't have been good if she ended up pregnant by him. She understood, but it still didn't mean that she didn't want him to.<br><br>She just kind of collapsed onto the grass, with a smile on her face, laughing as she watched him collapse a little too. "That was...amazing."<br><br>Vivienne kissed him back whole-heartedly. After they pulled apart, she smiled at him brightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 03:23:40</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“Five minutes.” Hank laughed as he held up his hand. “That's all I need and you can climb on me.” He looked over at Vivienne her smile was intoxicating. “Can you get me into the manor? We could enjoy each other the rest of the night and they wouldn't be the wiser I imagine, there are a lot of guests from what I saw.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 03:46:24</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore <br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne giggled as he held up his hand. "I could try to get you inside. Although, tonight...there is a dinner and some sort of activities planned for afterwards. After that, I would love to see you again." She leaned over to kiss him softly.<br><br>"I do not want to leave you, my love, but I should be getting back inside to see about you being able to come inside. Would you please put my corset and other undergarments in the carriage?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 03:52:01</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank smiled, he loved the sound of Vivienne calling him her love, it warmed him in places that he never thought such simple words could. “I can do that for you, take my shirt and clean yourself at the lake..I will hold your dress for you.” <br><br>Hank knew he loved Vivienne at that point. He was sure before, but now he knew it. “Might I ask--” He stopped as he moved closer to Vivienne. “Does Lord Greymore know—of your feelings for me?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 03:59:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://[url=http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Charlie-full.jpg]http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Charlie-full.jpg[/url])</div> <br><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span> <br><strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables with J.F. Henshaw<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>"There's no need to act inane around me. I don't look down upon you like some of my peers. In fact I rather admire your firm figure."<br><br>The lordship’s words raised a red flag in Charlie’s mind and what had been simple nervousness began a slow shift towards fear.&nbsp; Charlie was a virgin and played a pretty convincing fool but she wasn’t naïve or ignorant. A lifetime spent with animals, and few months spent living in the stables with a handful of young and lusty men had given her all the knowledge she needed to figure out what was going. She’d seen one stallion try to mount another, a mare try to mount a stallion, even one mare mount another. She’d also heard talk about what goes on up in the House.&nbsp; However, none of this knowledge gave her the experience to handle the situation adroitly. <br><br>When he kissed she didn’t panic, she knew she didn’t want to anger him.&nbsp; The kiss was even surprisingly not unpleasant, she told herself. <br><br>"Stay calm, Charles. I sincerely wish you no harm. i just want to get&nbsp; to know you better. You seem like a wonderful beautiful person and I appreciate that." <br><br>“Thank you, sir” she mumbled.&nbsp; Now her only thoughts were to keep him from seeing the fear in eyes.&nbsp; Not from pride or arrogance, but the knowledge that her fear could anger him if he saw himself being kind – her fear would be an insult.&nbsp; Of course if he realized her true sex… the consequences were unimaginable. <br><br>"Are you a virgin, my dear Charles? Don't be nervous if you are its perfectly natural for someone in your position to remain untouched. Tending to the horses is hard work and I’m sure you find yourself too tired at the end of a long day to court some mewling quim. I could of course help you in that area. I am sure we would both find the exploration of each other's body quiet enlightening."<br><br>Charlie seriously considered bolting from the stable, but she knew that would mean the end of her employment at the Henshaw’s estate and she just wasn’t willing to let it go yet. She remembered life on the road, the cold, the hunger and the fear. <br><br>The fear.<br><br>The thought of that fear allowed her to relax.&nbsp; By the time his lordship took her hand and guided it to his crotch, Charlie was almost relaxed.&nbsp; Although she wouldn’t look up, she couldn’t meet his eyes, she felt the slightly full muscle beneath her hand.&nbsp; Over the fine wool of his trousers, her strong fingers began a delicate massage. <br><br>“I have never... I have no experience, sir.”&nbsp; <br><br>She began to wonder if there was any hope of getting out with her virginity or her secret in tact and couldn't decide which was more important. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 04:09:32</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne took Hank's shirt and went over to clean herself with water from the lake. Stopping when she was satisfied that she was clean. She walked back over and smiled as Hank helped to get her dress back on. It felt a bit odd without a corset, but would be easier when it came to tonight's festivities.<br><br>"Lord Greymore does not know of my feelings for you. I was feeling conflicted before you and I started tonight, but now I know exactly how I feel about you. I love you." She reached up, cupped his face with her hand, and smiled at him. "I am going to go ask the Lady of the house if it is okay for you to come inside as Archibald never made that clear."<br><br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 04:14:37</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“I will be right here..I recently met this delightful woman that has winded me..I am in need of a nap I fear.” He wasn't, but he wanted her to be able to find him. <br><br>Hank wrapped his arms around Vivienne, holding her tight. “I love you too mier.” He kissed her again, then slapped her ass. “No more smoking..” He winked as he dropped his arms. “I will be right here.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 04:18:17</strong>
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				Who: Lady Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne just smiled at his teasing comment about a nap. "I will see you soon, mon seul amour."<br><br>She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him soundly before leaving him to go back inside the mansion.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 06:20:33</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds<br><strong>With:</strong> Charlie Cooper<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br><br>In truth fear wouldn't anger J.F as much as it would arouse him. Fear was an agitator and agitation lead to arousal ,&nbsp; hopefully mutual in J.F's mind. His pristine white teeth bit softly on his bottom&nbsp; lip as Charlies's nimble hand stroked his organ. His normally pale cheeks turning a bit flush from pleasure. For an inexperienced man the stableboy was quite talented at assisted masturbation. After a few moments of bliss filled interaction between his sex and Charles's hand , J.F placed his own hand over the&nbsp; other's skilled appendage and guided it along his enticed shaft. An occasional thrilled moan left his lips as he increased the pace at which Charles's caressed him. However after a few moments J.F stopped and removed the male's hand from his package. Blowing your load on the first lesson was the sign of a terrible teacher.<br><br>"Marvelous , Darling. I can already see you're going to be quite the lover when I'm done with you. Of course you do need to look your partner in the eyes in the future. There's nothing wrong with enjoy another person's genitalia. You don't have to look away like you stole something." The noble critiqued the stable boy as he turned to shut the stable door. J.F hoped that this would make Charlie just a little less nervous. He thought the man was afraid of being caught during an inappropriate session with Lord Darcy's nephew. Once the door was shut , J.F unbuttoned his shirt and took off his trousers reveling his alluring nude form to Charlie. His skin was impeccable and pale while his frame was slender he was also quite virile. The naked teacher smiled optimistically as he continued.<br><br>" Don't worry. Since you're obviously very shy you don't have to get undressed yet. We're merely going over the physicals aspects of intercourse. Speaking of which are&nbsp; next lesson is&nbsp; fellatio. Now fellatio is the act of&nbsp; stimulating another person's genital with your mouth. So get down on your knees and put my dick in your mouth. Just be careful. That's a very sensitive area down there. " J.F requested as he smiled handsomely at Charles.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 09:04:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Charlotte.jpg)</div> <br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span> <br><strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables <br><strong>With:</strong> J.F. Henshaw<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Charlotte Cooper knew that when she cut her hair, changed her name to “Charlie” and took a position as a stablehand she would be giving up any right to be considered a “good girl” but the loss of her reputation was far better than a life on the street or on her back.&nbsp; However, she was now beginning to see that the choices she would have to make were not as simple as she had assumed they’d be. <br><br>His kiss wasn’t unpleasant and he certainly smelled pretty.&nbsp; Maybe this was why the maids in house were always so willing to run off with the lads. But there was more. And the more is what frightened her.&nbsp; As charming as his lordship was, she could sense the underlying steel in his attitude – he was used to getting what he wanted, that much was clear to her.&nbsp; <br><br>As she watched the handsome young lord close the stable door, Charlie’s heart sank and fear rose as a flash of panic across her face but she couldn’t take her eyes off of him as he undressed.&nbsp; There wasn’t a lot of modesty among the stablehands but she had always averted her eyes when the other lads exposed themselves.&nbsp; She had never seen a naked man so clearly presented with such pride.&nbsp; Blushing pink rushed to her cheeks in a warm flash.&nbsp; <br><br>" Don't worry. Since you're obviously very shy you don't have to get undressed yet. We're merely going over the physicals aspects of intercourse. Speaking of which are&nbsp; next lesson is&nbsp; fellatio. Now fellatio is the act of stimulating another person's genital with your mouth. So get down on your knees and put my dick in your mouth. Just be careful. That's a very sensitive area down there.”<br><br>“Sir, I…” Fearfully, Charlie hesitated. Unable to hide her reluctance, she bit her lip to keep from voicing her unwillingness as her mind raced to find a means of escape.&nbsp; Almost tearfully, she realized this was her own fault – she waited too long, she should have run sooner.&nbsp; To refuse him now, would humiliate him and anger stemming from humiliation could be brutal.<br><br>“…I don’t know, sir” She lowered herself to her knees on the hard floor of the stable. Moisture reflected in her eyes as she looked up at his handsome face. “I don’t want to hurt you… please tell me what to do.” <br><br>She looked away from his face to the prick so close to hers and carefully wrapped a small, strong hand around the stiffening flesh. <br><br>&nbsp;“I want to please you, my lord”, she said softly before licking her lips and leading the warm tip of his member to her open mouth.&nbsp; Tentatively, she licked the rounded head of his prick before guiding it past her lips. Mindful of his warning, she sucked carefully as she took him into her mouth.&nbsp; She blinked away her forming tears before looking up at his face to gauge his reaction.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 16:30:34</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds<br><strong>With:</strong> Charlie Cooper<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br><br><br>"You don't have to call me Sir. We're being intimate you can call me J.F" The Handsome man replied as he watched Charlie nibble on his lip. Despite his actions and arrogance , J.F didn't like to think of himself as a cruel man but there was something incredibly arousing about Charles despondent reluctance. It was clear now how truly inexperienced the boy was and there was&nbsp; &nbsp;some jubilation J.F received for introducing the male to such sordid pleasure. His ebony eyes watched with inhibited fondness as his student dropped to his knees on the stable floor.<br><br>"…I don’t know, sir I don’t want to hurt you… please tell me what to do.” How tender those simple words were. How innocent&nbsp; they were yet tinged with sexual energy and passion. J.F's heart fluttered as the boy looked away and told him&nbsp; how he wanted to please him. In all honesty after such a wondrous exchange , J.F wanted nothing more then to strip the hostler and fervidly explore his immaculate body but he wasn't going to. First he wanted to explore Charles's tight little mouth. The feeling of that petite yet staunch hand on his harden sex caused a loud moan to come out of J.F's mouth. Then a euphoric wave of comfort crashed over the nobleman's body as the tip of penis was licked by a soft tongue followed by entrance into charlie's open mouth. He&nbsp; beamed graciously at his partner when he looked up to see his reaction to the oral stimulation before placing his right hand gently against the back of Charlie's head. The lord allowed the stableboy to pleasure him softly&nbsp; for&nbsp; a few minutes before bucking his hips forward ,&nbsp; his now fully erect shaft sliding deeply into charlie's saliva filled&nbsp; orifice.&nbsp; J.F let out a booming enchanted cry as he bucked his hips a few more times&nbsp; , his testicles slapping the stableboy's chin a before pulling back. A trail of viscous pre-cum dripped along his lover's tongue as his prick retreated from the deepest part of Charlie's mouth. He was undeniably curious as to whether or not the man would gag&nbsp; as the result of taking all eight inches of J.F orally.<br><br><br>Then another more urgent question appeared in his mind."Are you going to swallow or would you prefer for me to ejaculate on your face?" J.F questioned with his eyes tightly shut&nbsp; intensely enjoying his fellation. His hand softly stroking the boy's hair as he&nbsp; &nbsp;began to moan at a rapid pace , a sign of his ever approaching orgasm.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>luphawk</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 18:07:28</strong>
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				Who:&nbsp; Lord Richard Fowler<br>Where:&nbsp; the stables<br>With:&nbsp; Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br>When:&nbsp; day 1, before dinner<br><br>Richard was a bit disappointed Miku had been polled from him but he had all weekend and he would have her.&nbsp; As he made his way to the stables he was on the lookout for any attractive women he could have his way with but none presented themselves to him.<br><br>As he reached the stables Richard heard voices.&nbsp; He stopped outside and listened, hearing J.F. talking to the stable boy he peaked in to see what was going on and was pleasantly surprised to see the boy on his knees in front of the young noble.&nbsp; He was amused to hear J.F.’s question and as he slipped in to the room he mad himself known by saying in a somewhat joking tone “the face can be fun to watch but somewhat messy, I’d swallow if I were you boy.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 05:26:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Charlotte.jpg)</div> <br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span> <br><strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables <br><strong>With:</strong> J.F. Henshaw and Lord Richard Fowler<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1, before dinner<br><br>"You don't have to call me Sir. We're being intimate you can call me J.F"<br><br>It was a point of fact that she couldn’t call him anything with her mouth full of his cock but she didn’t consider this observation humorous. Rather, his words concerned her with their implication that there would be more of this in her future.&nbsp; It was her hope to endure this once, and then have the young lord move on to more willing and experienced partners. He seemed to feel otherwise. The longer this continued the more dangerous it became for her.&nbsp; He was distracted now but eventually prolonged closeness would make her true nature to obvious to conceal. <br><br>She stiffened as J.F placed his hand against the back of her head.&nbsp; His touch was light and his fingers gentle in her soft curls.&nbsp; She was grateful for his delicacy but recognized it as for what it was - a signal of control – a sign that he had it not she.&nbsp; Charlie forced herself to relax, like riding a horse it would only be more difficult and more painful if she tensed up. Relax and it will go easier, even if you take a fall she reminded herself. <br><br>But still, the degradation was difficult to bear. <br><br>She felt him grow firmer in her mouth, startled and afraid, only the gentle pressure of his hand on her head kept her from jerking away.&nbsp; Her eyes screwed shut and she tried to ignore the growing ache in her jaw, she concentrated instead on how to please him quickly and end this humiliation.&nbsp; She heard him cry out before the sharp thrust of his hips drove his prick far into her mouth.&nbsp; Small gagging sounds slipped past her drooling lips and she felt like he was being forced down her throat.&nbsp; The pressure of his hand kept her from instinctively pulling away just long enough for him to pull back and give her a slight reprieve.&nbsp; Then he bucked again, filling her mouth and throat with his cock. Unsteadied by the assault on her mouth, she balanced herself with a hand on his bare hip.&nbsp; His thrusts quickened and she thought it would be over soon.&nbsp; &nbsp;His prick slid firmly over her tongue while encircled by her wet lips,&nbsp; and she looked up to him with curiously patient eyes to hear him ask, "Are you going to swallow or would you prefer for me to ejaculate on your face?"<br><br>She didn’t fully understand the question and before she could consider a reply J.F’s question was answered by a teasing response, “The face can be fun to watch but somewhat messy, I’d swallow if I were you boy.”<br><br>Charlie murmured something incomprehensible around the warm flesh in her mouth. Her eyes darted towards the sound of the aristocratic voice but she could barely make out the gentleman’s form in her peripheral vision.&nbsp; She mouth full, she dared not turn her head, she could only endure the humiliation of being caught by the stranger who had entered the stable. Instinctively, her fingers tightened a slight grip on the young lordship’s hip while her eyes looked up at him, pleading for direction.&nbsp; With the color draining from her face, for the first time in Charlie’s life she actually felt faint. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 06:59:39</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds<br><strong>With:</strong> Charlie Cooper , Richard Fowler<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br><br><br>While Charles was filled with a sense of dishearten degradation , J.F was filled with a sense of agitated confusion.<br>Lord Fowler didn't seem the sort of man to admire homosexual interaction but perhaps anything was possible in the den of sin that was the Henshaw's mansion. While a part of him slightly annoyed , J.F was the perfect time for a few passive aggressive snide remarks. " Why are you here , Richard? Have you come to enjoy to men in intercourse? Do you salivate over the idea of Charlie's cock in your mouth or perhaps it's my penis you're after. I'm quite well hung though. I don't think you could take all of me inside of your backside the first time" J.F quipped in a half-quizzical tone between blithe guttural grunts. Richard's appearance really was a mystery the young man. Although J.F generally submitted to those higher on the social hierarchy , he wasn't simply going to roll over for another while he was being pleasured by his secret crush. Uninterested in holding himself back any longer , The noble's dick pulsate as he inched closer and closer to orgasm. He&nbsp; &nbsp;removed himself from Charlie's mouth and proceeded&nbsp; to&nbsp; saturate the stableboy's face with his warm sticky seed.<br><br>After his elegant orgasm J.F sighed softly before opening his eyes once more and flashed his former lover a cordial smile."Thank you&nbsp; , Charles. Your lesson for the day is over. Now go up to the house and tell one of the staff that J.F told them to draw you a bath in my tub. You surely need to clean up&nbsp; after&nbsp; the mess I made on your face. I will perhaps meet you later. I have business to attended to with dare Richard here." Charles said reluctantly deriving Charlotte of anymore&nbsp; &nbsp;humiliation. <strong>"Now. Would you tell me what you found so alluring about me and the stableboy that you&nbsp; had to bust in&nbsp; here and ruin my good time? He was already well humiliated. Your presence just made him frantic."</strong> J.F questioned with his arms cross. He may have normally bowed down&nbsp; to the man but this was a special circumstance. Perhaps the young nobleman's dominant side was&nbsp; evolving.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>luphawk</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 08:19:31</strong>
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				Who:&nbsp; Lord Richard Fowler<br>Where:&nbsp; the stables<br>With:&nbsp; Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br>When:&nbsp; day 1, before dinner<br><br>Richard just leaned on the wall with an amused smirk as he let the young Nobel speak and finish what he was doing in the stable boy‘s mouth, the first thing he said was a command directed at the stable boy after J.F told him to go up to the house “don’t go boy, I need to speak with you.&nbsp; You can clean yourself in Zeus’s water trough while I answer your <em>lover</em>” he spoke the last word in a somewhat mocking tone.<br><br>“I actually came to check on my horse” he indicated the stallion Charlie had been tending to when J.F. arrived “the interruption was merely a bit of fun on my part.&nbsp; From out there I had no way of knowing how fidgety the boy was, thou he might be a bit less humiliated and frantic if you had let him swallow.”&nbsp; he finished on a laugh before looking his friend’s nephew in the eye “in answer to your question a moment ago, I do prefer women but I’ve had more men then you might think in my time.” he glanced down at the saliva covered cock with a bit of a gin “and taken bigger, but I have no desire for you at the moment.” his eyes went to the stable boy “I can however see why you desire this one, he is an attractive little thing.”<br><br><br>He looked back to the young Henshaw.&nbsp; Until now he had not even attempted to exert his influence as a man of higher status “now I have business with this boy.&nbsp; You may stay if you wish but I would rather you did not.” his tone stayed even throughout but the look he gave J.F. spoke of dislike, for while he enjoyed taking a woman by force he detested those who would force themselves of other men.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 09:37:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Charlotte.jpg)</div> <br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span> <br><strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables <br><strong>With:</strong> J.F. Henshaw and Lord Richard Fowler<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Charlie couldn’t believe this was happening.&nbsp; Maybe Zeus had kicked her in the head and she’d wake up in her cot to the curses of the head groom. Or maybe she really had gone daft…<br><br>But the warm fluid struck her face, landing on her tongue before she closed her mouth, brought home the reality of her predicament.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and felt it splash on her lids and weigh heavily on her eyelashes.&nbsp; It rolled down her cheeks towards her chin but she caught it with her fingers before it could land on her uniform.&nbsp; <br><br>She grabbed her cap off of the floor with her free hand and tried to place it back on her head.&nbsp; Even at the cockeyed angle it gave her a little protection, or so she thought. <br>&nbsp;<br>She couldn’t bath in the main, even upon J.F.’s instructions. She still had work to do.&nbsp; The horses needed tending, there was water to carry and feed to check.&nbsp; But the biggest reason was she just couldn’t bath, remove her clothes in the house.<br>&nbsp;<br>“Sir…I.. cannot….” She said quietly to J.F. still on her knees in front of him.&nbsp; Her words, it seemed, were lost in the conversation between the gentlemen.&nbsp; <br><br>The stranger’s command was easier to obey.&nbsp; Although she wouldn’t dirty Zeus’ water there was a drawn bucket nearby that would do for her. She rose and moved carefully to the water, eyes never leaving the floor.&nbsp; Secretly, she hoped their discussion would distract them long enough to forget about her but as the bone caught between two dogs, that didn’t seem likely. <br><br>Kneeling down again, now next to the bucket of clean, cold water, Charlie pulled a worn handkerchief from her pocket and quietly began to wash her hands and face, and wipe her tears. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 17:00:26</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Lord Fowler , Charlie Cooper<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br>" And checking on your horse was more important then my fun , Hmm? How considerate of you. Well let's look at it together." J.F sarcastically&nbsp; remarked as he turned to the horse. "Let's see it's got four legs , a mane and a tail. Yep It's a horse! Plus do you&nbsp; not trust my uncle's famously skilled stable hands? They're the best outside of the frontier. Look at Charles here. He's a fine hand and trust me I would know." J.F scoffed in&nbsp; an&nbsp; annoyed tone as Charlie went to wash his face in a clean bucket nearby. But now though the Lord's nephew attention was focused on Richard. On one hand it was such a strange thing to lie about on the other J.F had never heard any rumors of the man being a sodomite. As much as Lord Fowler may not have liked men who took advantage of other men , the young noble disliked liars. J.F took a step closer to the man and pushed out his chest while eyeing Fowler's constitution. He wasn't unattractive by any stretch of the imagination but still had he really taken another man with in his dark folds? Felt the enjoyment of a tense member in his backside? J.F had to find out. He reached out and placed his soft ivory colored hands on the lord's cheeks.<br><br>"So you say you've withstood the acts of a man as masculine and well hung as I. Why don't you prove it? Give me a kiss or a grope? Hmm." J.F requested with a smirk. He doubted that the man would go through with such action but he wouldn't mind if he did. The young Henshaw also stayed a bit defensive just in case the man got angry at having his exaggeration called out.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>luphawk</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 18:53:22</strong>
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				Who:&nbsp; Lord Richard Fowler<br>Where:&nbsp; the stables<br>With:&nbsp; Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br>When:&nbsp; day 1, before dinner<br><br>Richard scowled at the boy’s snide remarks “he seamed agitated when we arrived and this horse means far more to me then your fun.”&nbsp; he said flatly “and I am well aware of how good the stable hands hear are.” as with J’F.’s words there was a double meaning to what Richard said.&nbsp; He noticed with a bit of amusement the boy washing in a bucket rather then the trough but didn’t say anything about it at this point.<br><br>He regarded the young noble’s actions with a mix of uninterested dislike and slight amusement.&nbsp; His words had been no lie or exaggeration.&nbsp; In his youth he had enjoyed the company of men almost as much as women but his interest in them had waned over the years and while he may still enjoy the occasional tryst he now preferred women.&nbsp; <br><br>He answered J.F by excepting his challenge.&nbsp; He moved quickly, polling him in for a forceful kiss as he grabbed and squeezed the younger manhood, stroking the shaft a few times.&nbsp; Then he pushed him away “I’ll admit you are endowed more then the average man and not unpleasant to look at but you flatter yourself with your boast of masculinity and thought of just how unusual your size may be.”&nbsp; he laughed “now as I said I have no real desire for you at the moment and I have business with the boy so unless you desire myself in your mouth I suggest you dress and take your leave.”&nbsp; there was no anger in his voice, thou an underline dislike may have been slightly noticeable.&nbsp; At the moment he was truly indifferent to what J.F. might do.&nbsp; He would be happy if he left however if he got to his knees he would be more then willing to lower his pants.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 21:48:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Charlotte.jpg)</div> <br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span><br><strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables <br><strong>With:</strong> J.F. Henshaw and Lord Richard Fowler<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Although she kept her head bowed, Charlie surreptitiously watched the exchange between the two gentlemen from under her cap.&nbsp; Like two stallions fighting over a mare, it seemed possible that they might forget their initial interest in her as dominance over each other became the primary goal.&nbsp; It was only the occasional glance cast in her direction as they conversed that kept her from bolting. <br><br>However, soon she thought she saw her chance. As the older gentleman kissed J.F., Charlie quietly rose to her feet and slipped towards the rear door of the stable. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 22:10:18</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Lord Fowler , Charlie Cooper<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br><br>J.F ran his&nbsp; wet&nbsp; tongue&nbsp; along Lord's Richard's as they&nbsp; kissed. It was unexpected yet not unwanted in all&nbsp; honesty. The male wasn't as good a kisser as Charlie but he was acceptable. His hand becoming a bit more firm in the Lord's hand as he stroked him. A soft moan or two escaping from his lips as well. Of course it was cut a bit to short by an arrogant push that slightly frustrated&nbsp; &nbsp;Lord Darcy's nephew. "&nbsp; My dear&nbsp; &nbsp;, Richard. I believe if either of us is to get on their knees for the other it would be you. I'm younger then you I've had far more recent practice forcing myself on other males. " J.F responded to the man's arrogant advances with a hint of disgust. The young noble took , he did not give.<br><br>Deciding to return the favor , J.F&nbsp; tried&nbsp; to give Richard a firm slap on his toned behind before attempting to grope the man's firm buttocks. " You have a lovely ass , Dick. " J.F&nbsp; complimented&nbsp; his rival with childish glee unaware of Charles movement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>luphawk</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 22:40:10</strong>
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				Who:&nbsp; Lord Richard Fowler<br>Where:&nbsp; the stables<br>With:&nbsp; Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br>When:&nbsp; day 1, before dinner<br><br>He looked at the young Henshaw with a bit of disgust now thou he couldn‘t deny the brife contact had aroused him a bit “I dislike forcing myself on men but I’m not as out of practice as you might think and forcing yourself on a stable boy is fare easier then doing so with a man of higher standing.” <br><br>He glanced over at the stable boy “don’t think I haven’t noticed you trying to leave boy.&nbsp; I said I wanted to talk to you.&nbsp; Take another step toward that door and I’ll see to it Darcy sacks you at the very least.”<br><br>Before he could turn back to J.F. he felt the young noble slap and grope his rear end.&nbsp; He looked at him, a bit of amusement mixed with the disgust on his face before it turned stern “I have stated the only interest I have in you at this time.” his voice became firmer, clearly trying to exert his station on the boy “if you are not going to get on your knees then leave.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 23:46:00</strong>
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				<br><strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Lord Fowler , Charlie Cooper<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br>&nbsp;J.F shrugged and smirked."And If I don't leave? What are you going to do? I don't work for my uncle so I doubt he'll fire me. Plus , Aren't you suppose to discussing business with him now instead of harassing the staff I get it.&nbsp; "You're here for&nbsp; your&nbsp; horse"&nbsp; but Uncle Darcy hand picked these employees himself. The very fact that you&nbsp; seem to think you need to watch over them like a hawk is an affront to his intelligence.&nbsp; Having to discuss how to handle your&nbsp; hose with Uncle's personal is a clear indication that you don't think he's smart enough to pick good talent out for his stable." &nbsp;J.F replied with air quotes. He had already submitted to Archibald and he wasn't about play the fool to this miscreant. It was a foolish idea to&nbsp; come between the Young noble and one of his&nbsp; true desires. While he&nbsp; generally yielded to those of higher social class ,&nbsp; J.F was also hardheaded and selfish. A Henshaw was entitled to what they wanted. He flashed a kind smile to&nbsp; Charlie and placed himself between the boy and dick.<br><br>"So you're not leaving , He's not leaving and I'm not leaving. I guess we can all grow old&nbsp; and die here. Though given your age you'll probably the first one out." J.F teased with a laugh.&nbsp; He quite enjoyed badgering the Lord. His family always were trying to make J.F more assertive perhaps this was the push the young one needed.<br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 00:00:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Charlotte.jpg)</div> <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span><br><strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables <br><strong>With:</strong> J.F. Henshaw and Lord Richard Fowler<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1, before dinner<br><br>He glanced over at the stable boy “don’t think I haven’t noticed you trying to leave boy.&nbsp; I said I wanted to talk to you.&nbsp; Take another step toward that door and I’ll see to it Darcy sacks you at the very least.”<br><br>Charlie could have screamed in frustration but tried to squelch the rising sound in her throat. It escaped as a soft whimper. She continued for a few more steps but stopped well before she reached the door.&nbsp; She stopped between a large barrel and several bales of hay stacked in high steps along the wall.&nbsp; She tried to make it look as if the barrel of grain had been her destination all along. <br><br>She lifted an empty wooden bucket and placed it on one of the low hay bale that was closest to her.&nbsp; Carefully, she started filling the bucket with feed for the horses.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>“I still have my job to do. I'll just get back to work.” She spoke just loud enough to hear, if they were listening to her, but not loud enough to interrupt the gentlemanly discourse taking place in the stable if they weren't. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>luphawk</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 01:02:57</strong>
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				Who:&nbsp; Lord Richard Fowler<br>Where:&nbsp; the stables<br>With:&nbsp; Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br>When:&nbsp; day 1, before dinner<br><br>Richard rolled his eyes a bit as he let out an annoyed sigh “I suppose your right that there is little I can do to you at the moment.” the way he said at the moment carried the promise that deifying him now could coast him latter “The way you flap your gums however only shows your ignorance.&nbsp; I always check on Zeus within a few hours of arriving somewhere, regardless of the staff.&nbsp; You uncle knows this and would take no offence at it.” a smile crossed his face as he shook his head lightly “ah the arrogance of youth, to make such an age based statement.&nbsp; Stay then if you wish.”&nbsp; <br><br>Richard did hear what the stable boy said and saw him filling the bucket.&nbsp; He addressed him now “in truth the threat was hallow, merely a play to get you to stay.&nbsp; Another hand told me how expertly you handled Zeus and I wanted to see if you lived up to what he had said.&nbsp; Come, I want to see how he reacts to your touch.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 01:35:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Charlotte.jpg)</div> <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span><br>&nbsp;<strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables <br><strong>With:</strong> J.F. Henshaw and Lord Richard Fowler<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1, before dinner<br><br>As the conversation turned to Zeus, Charlie couldn’t help but smile.&nbsp; Lord Richard’s horse was magnificent, a beautiful beast full of courage and fierce will but she had seen no sign of meanness in him.&nbsp; She knew she could trust the horse more than she could trust the men stable.&nbsp; It was easy for Lord Richard to say his threat was empty when she had already done as he commanded and stayed in the stable.<br><br>She put the bucket back on the floor by the barrel and walked over to Zeus’s stall. Her eyes were on the floor, as usual, until she approached the animal. Then she started watching him as she spoke to him. The way he held his head, the turn of his ears towards the sound of her voice told her that he remembered her and wasn’t against receiving her attention. <br><br>“There now, you are a great beautiful beastie.&nbsp; All these strange happenings haven’t up set you, I see.&nbsp; You just want a little attention now, don’t you?&nbsp; Just your due, I know.” <br><br>When she was close enough, she reached up as scratched the thick tuft of main between his ears.&nbsp; With her other hand she pulled a chunk of carrot from her pocket and let the big horse take it from her open fingers.&nbsp; She pet Zeus but refused to look at either man. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 01:42:38</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Lord Fowler , Charlie Cooper<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vague cryptic threats how slightly frightening they were. Just to be sure though J.F had to ask&nbsp; for a clearer threat. "And what do you plan to do to me later? Are you going to forcefully pleasure me with that pretty little mouth of yours?" J.F&nbsp; questioned the lord&nbsp; &nbsp;with a cheeky smile. He might've been youthfully arrogant but he was a still a noble blooded man of wealth. They weren't easily intimated or chastised for that matter. He stayed silent for a few&nbsp; seconds as The Lord made a&nbsp; request to the&nbsp; hostler before interjecting once more.<br>"Ignorant I may be but at least i'm not obviously overcompensating for my shortcomings. Why are you so&nbsp; agitated at my presence? Do I make you feel inadequate or uncomfortable? I am sorry you find&nbsp; me so alluring , Sir Richard." J.F teased. He was merely playing with the man&nbsp; &nbsp;. seeing how he reacted to different stimuli. It felt great to not immediately back down at the sight of another Lord for once.<br><br>None the less J.F wasn't going to push his luck too much , so he quieted himself down once again as he nonchalantly watched the interaction between Richard and Charles.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>luphawk</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 04:20:32</strong>
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				Who:&nbsp; Lord Richard Fowler<br>Where:&nbsp; the stables<br>With:&nbsp; Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br>When:&nbsp; day 1, before dinner<br><br>Richard watched Charlie interacting with the horse for a moment before responding to J.F.. he just let the first question hang in the air as he raised his eyebrow “A moment ago you wanted me on my knees, now you say I would have to force you.&nbsp; You seam confused about what you want.&nbsp; Do you force other men because you secretly want to be forced?” he half joked but a part of him wondered how accurate his observation had been.<br><br>Richard was looking at Charlie as he addressed J.F. with distracted amusement “if I seam agitated by you it is only that I do not like your manor.” still watching Charlie he mumbled “interesting” before turning back to the naked young man “and what shortcomings would those be?” he asked in amusement.&nbsp; He had a good idea of what the boy was getting at but confident in himself he would let the boy say it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 14:34:29</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Lord Fowler , Charlie Cooper<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br>J.F rolled his eyes out of boredom. He had grown tired of these proceedings. "Why don't we settle like this proper&nbsp; gentleman , Sir Richard. You want to take Charlie's virginity. I want to take Charlie's Virginity but neither of us are going to get anywhere standing around with our hands in pockets. Metaphorically speaking that is. So why don't we compete for it? There's already a contest for belle's virginity. Why don't we have our own? Billiards or polo or something?" &nbsp;J.F questioned with a scowl on his face. There was so&nbsp; much to do this weekend and he was missing out on the festivities bickering. After giving Lord fowler a few moments&nbsp; to mull over his plan he elaborated on it once more."There are plenty of other stablehands to take care of Zeus and I'm sure we can find a trustworthy maid&nbsp; or employee here to watch over the boy until the contest begins. that is unless you're afraid that&nbsp; i'm simply to much for you&nbsp; in any sort of competitive&nbsp; situation.' J.F teased in attempt to appeal to&nbsp; Richards's ego. This really was most the logical solution to their problem.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>luphawk</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 17:08:49</strong>
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				Who:&nbsp; Lord Richard Fowler<br>Where:&nbsp; the stables<br>With:&nbsp; Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br>When:&nbsp; day 1, before dinner<br><br>Richard rolled his again “that arrogance will get you killed some day if you don’t learn to keep it in check.” his eyes went to Charlie, then Zeus before returning to J.F. “truly the hand’s virginity is not what I came for.&nbsp; However I would be lying if I said it didn’t interest me, particularly with what I’m seeing.” a knowing smile crossed his lips as he considered whether or not to reveal what he suspected to the young noble.&nbsp; “I accept your challenge and because you made it I pick the contest.” he thought for a moment before saying “but first let us be sure of the prize.” he turned to Charlie “come hear Charlie, take your cap off and look me in the eye.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 17:21:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Charlotte.jpg)</div> <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span><br><strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables <br><strong>With:</strong> J.F. Henshaw and Lord Richard Fowler<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Charlie had been following their conversation although she kept her eyes and interest focus on the big horse. Lord Richard’s words sunk into her heart.<br><br>“Come hear Charlie, take your cap off and look me in the eye.”<br><br>There was nothing she could do, not really. She could run and lose everything or stay and risk everything. <br>With a final, fond pat to Zeus, she slowly walked towards His Lordship. When she stood before him she removed her cap and signed heavily before lifter her eyes to his.&nbsp; Soft brown curls framed a face dominated by large brown eyes full of worry and hinted of fear.&nbsp; Her lips were slightly swollen from their task around Mr. Henshaw’s cock.&nbsp; <br><br>“Yes, My Lord?” She raised her chin in a vain attempt to look confident.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>luphawk</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 19:05:15</strong>
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				Who:&nbsp; Lord Richard Fowler<br>Where:&nbsp; the stables<br>With:&nbsp; Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br>When:&nbsp; day 1, before dinner<br><br>Richard took Charlie’s chin in his hand and looked over the “boy’s” features before looking into “his” eyes.&nbsp; His knowing smile grew as his suspicions were reinforced if not confirmed.&nbsp; He was still unsure about revealing what he now thought he knew to J.F. but his actions had no doubt made the young noble curries “yes, a fine prize” he said letting Charlie’s chin go and addressing J.F. “as you said, another can tend to Zeus” his eyes went back to Charlie “thou I’m sure he will miss you” his eyes returned to the naked noble “dinner approaches and once we have our contest nether of us would have time to properly enjoy the prize before then.&nbsp; Charlie will accompany us back to the house and we can have a maid watch him.&nbsp; Billiards sounds an acceptable contest and Charlie will be delivered to the winner’s room tonight, when the after dinner entertainment has concluded.&nbsp; Dos all of this sound acceptable to you?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 21:22:30</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Henshaw grounds to outside the dining room.<br><br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Lord Fowler , Charlie Cooper<br><strong>When:</strong> day 1, before dinner<br><br><br>J.F&nbsp; dressed himself once more with a hint of anticipation.He wondered how the party had gone along his absence and was eager to find out."Perfectly fine with me old man." The Noble joked with&nbsp; smirk as he shuffled out of the stable. He was pretty confident in his skills. He briskly walked through the halls of Uncle's mansion and&nbsp; &nbsp;stopped in the hallway out side the dining room.<br><br>[OCC: To be continued in the dining room thread.]'<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>luphawk</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 04:51:23</strong>
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				Who:&nbsp; Lord Richard Fowler<br>Where:&nbsp; the stables<br>With:&nbsp; Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br>When:&nbsp; day 1, before dinner<br><br>Richard J.F.’s departing comment.&nbsp; He turned to Charlie with a smile “come with me, I’ll see to getting you an escort.” he lead Charlie out of the stables, stopping to tell another hand that Charlie would be spending at least the evening up at the house and another needed to see to the boy’s duties then leading her up to the house.<br><br>(OOC: Continued outside lord Darcy’s study ( http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=152420.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=152420.0) ))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JinxedMinx</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 11:49:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Charlotte.jpg)</div> <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Charlotte “Charlie” Cooper</span></span><br>&nbsp;<strong>Current Location:</strong> The Stables <br><strong>With:</strong> J.F. Henshaw and Lord Richard Fowler<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1, before dinner<br><br>As Lord Richard led Charlie from the stables, the returning stable hands shared knowing looks as they were told Charlie would be spending the night up at the house. From one, she even received a look of sympathy.&nbsp; None of this made her feel any better. <br><br>“Lord Richard, sir. Truly, I appreciate the attention, I am flattered.”&nbsp; She swallowed heavily as she tried to think of something that would help her current situation but no miraculous answer came to her. “But sir, I don’t belong in the main house; my place is in the stables.”<br>&nbsp;<br>As Charlie followed Lord Richard, she saw her only hope was to escape from the house once the gentlemen begun their contest.&nbsp; She'd was sorry that she had to leave the comfort of Lord Henshaw's employ but she’d survived on her own before, she could do it again if she had to. Her only other option was to remain and become the unthinkable. She shuddered as she considered the possibilities that waited her within the main house.&nbsp; <br><br>OOC: Continued Outside Lord Darcy's Study (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=152420.0)<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 06:17:11</strong>
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				Who: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br>Where: the Henshaw grounds; the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br>What: Looking for Henry<br><br>Vivienne stormed outside, she was highly upset and was trying to calm herself while she looked around for her love. She remembered that he said he'd stay by the lake, where they'd made love, until she returned. <br><br>Even in her emotional state, she couldn't help but smile as she saw Henry sitting underneath a large tree. Vivienne walked over to him. "I am so sorry that I took so long, my love. I spoke with the Lady of the house and I can bring you inside. Dinner is just about to be served and I'd like for you to sit beside me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 06:44:18</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank had been watching the water as he heard Vivienne's voice, but when he turned he saw her eyes. “What happened? Have you been crying?” He was on his feet in a moment. “I would be honored to sit beside you, but I don't have proper attire for such a dinner. And where would Lord Greymore sit, if I am in his seat?” <br><br>Hank slipped his arms around Vivienne as he waited for a reply. “You can tell me <em>miel</em>.” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 07:22:11</strong>
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				Who: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne was already feeling better as she heard Hank's voice, he questioned her about what was wrong and she smiled sadly. "We'll find you something to wear and I do not care where Lord Greymore sits, if you sit on one side of me...he will more than likely sit on my other side."<br><br>His arms slipped around her waist and she decided to tell him. "Archibald has just informed me that I disgust him because of my interest in women. I barely know that I desire to lay with another woman, tell me, has he ever known something that he shouldn't possibly know? He also knows about my feelings for you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 07:35:38</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“You desire to lay with other women?” Hank did not remove his arms, “But why?”<br><br>It was all he could say. He had seen Vivienne look at his sister, but he never thought for a moment that she might want to be with her in such a manner. He had heard of such things, it was not something that he had expected to hear from Vivienne's lips. “I like men..a good drinking buddy is a value, but I would never bed one.” <br><br>“It must be the vitamins he developed.” Hank replied to the question of Archibald's sensing things. “He developed a pill to help him socialize, but that is all I know..He locked himself in his laboratory, and only came out when he was notified of your arrival and wedding.” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 07:57:13</strong>
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				Who: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>"I do not know why, or even if I would enjoy it, it is just something that I am curious about. I heard some of the maids speaking of it when I was growing up and I've always wondered about it." Vivienne answered truthfully and shrugged thoughtfully. At least he wasn't recoiling from her, that was a good sign. "I've never met a woman that I've absolutely known that I've wanted."<br><br>She glanced back and up at him. "Does it surprise you so much?" Vivienne was wondering why it confused men so much when they found that out. She leaned up and pressed her lips against his softly.<br><br>"Oh, he developed some kind of vitamins because I was coming?" She asked curiously. "That might be what's wrong with him. He frightened me a bit."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 15:59:49</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“I will admit that I am shocked by these words, because you clearly enjoy the male body, but I feel I love you all the more for sharing this with me.” Hank kissed Vivienne as he looked in her eyes, a smile coming to his lips. “Perhaps we search for this person together? To have her alone would be cheating, and in spite of our present situation, it is clear to me that you are not the cheating sort, but if we can enjoy the woman together—perhaps it would be a mutual display of our love for one another.” <br><br>He thought a moment about Lord Greymore's vitamins. "I am not sure exactly what it is that he devised, but I do know that most of what you know about him, started when he started to take them. Before he was much like Lady Elizabeth, rather sheltered, but polite. He was not nearly as social as she is, for she will actually go out among others, where as Lord Greymore was happiest in his laboratory with his tubes and books, but it is true that he is not the man that I grew up with."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 18:46:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/38/Beatrice-Cropped.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>&nbsp; Beatrice O’Connell<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Gardens<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Earl of Surrey<br><strong>When: </strong> day 1 before dinner<br><hr><br>Beatrice was a bit embarrassed by the Earl’s attention. For a man of his elevated station to come down to fetch her was more than a little out of the ordinary. She frowned and then stared back up at him after he had set her down on the garden bench.<strong> “My Lord, I am of course at your disposal, but I believe Lord and Lady Henshaw will require my presence inside once the dinner starts.” </strong>Her argument sounded even weaker spoken out loud than it had inside her head…
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PigPin</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 19:43:31</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Earl of Surrey<br><strong>Where:</strong> Back gardens<br><strong>With:</strong> Beatrice<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1 before dinner<br><strong>What:</strong> Speaking with Beatrice<br><hr><br>The Earl showed Beatrice to a bench. &nbsp;<strong>"I understand..."</strong> Dinner would be starting soon but the Earl was more interested in maid at the moment. &nbsp;She had left abruptly. &nbsp;The man was not finished with her. <strong>"But you left suddenly..."</strong> He assisted the woman in sitting. &nbsp;His hand held hers. &nbsp;His thumb stroked along the back of her hand. As the maid sat, the Earl fell to his knee in front of Beatrice.&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 00:24:08</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=152110.msg6955841#msg6955841">Quote from: dapoet on 21-09-2012, 15:59:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>“I will admit that I am shocked by these words, because you clearly enjoy the male body, but I feel I love you all the more for sharing this with me.” Hank kissed Vivienne as he looked in her eyes, a smile coming to his lips. “Perhaps we search for this person together? To have her alone would be cheating, and in spite of our present situation, it is clear to me that you are not the cheating sort, but if we can enjoy the woman together—perhaps it would be a mutual display of our love for one another.” <br><br>He thought a moment about Lord Greymore's vitamins. "I am not sure exactly what it is that he devised, but I do know that most of what you know about him, started when he started to take them. Before he was much like Lady Elizabeth, rather sheltered, but polite. He was not nearly as social as she is, for she will actually go out among others, where as Lord Greymore was happiest in his laboratory with his tubes and books, but it is true that he is not the man that I grew up with."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Who: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: Day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne did like the idea of sharing a woman with Hank, but she was selfish in the fact that she wanted her first time with a woman to just be between herself and the other woman. She returned his kiss with passion and love. "It would be an amazing experience, although it would seem that this weekend is going to be filled with all sorts of sexual experiences. I want you to enjoy other women as I enjoy others. It's what's expected and it's only a weekend. Would that upset you, <em>mon cheri</em>?" She gazed into his eyes and hoped that he wouldn't be hurt at her wants to be with others for the weekend. "I will be spending my nights with you though."<br><br>Her mind traveled to her husband and she smiled lightly. "Running off was probably the worst thing I could've done then, wasn't it? If it was his vitamins then it wasn't really Archibald being thoughtless and cruel. It was just the relief and bliss that I saw in his eyes when he realized that my heart was not his."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 00:59:24</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“You forget I am a mere footman. I seriously doubt that others would take an interest in a footman.” Hank replied, his arms still around Vivienne, but he was not enjoying what was coming from her lips. “I have no desire to enjoy other women, you are the only woman I desire. I can accept Lord Greymore, because the circumstances such as they are, rather call for it, but to do as you suggest is cheating, adultery of your heart, some have been killed for less in this country.” <br><br>Henry had been invited personally by the Lord and Lady Henshaw, but the reason was what he thought was a formality, perhaps like telling Lord Greyson which of his staff was permitted to accompany him. “I love you with all my heart Vivienne, but there are consequences for everything that could happen here. You have always trusted my advice, why argue against it now? As for his Lordship, I do not know. He is a difficult man to understand, but I do know that often the words the come from him seem cryptic, as if there is a message in them to those that listen, a warning, but from my experience with him, and there have been a few over the years, he just wants to be loved.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 01:46:55</strong>
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				Who: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>"But it is not adultery of the heart if I do not love them. You are the only one that I love. Can I ask you a question?" Vivienne glanced up at Hank as his arms were still wrapped around her.<br><br>She couldn't wait for him to answer before asking him her intended question. "How long ago was it that you gave your virginity away?" Vivienne wanted to know, it had only been three months for her and she was just feeling inexperienced. She knew that Hank was willing to help her make up for that, but she couldn't help what she wanted. <br><br>"I know it must sound like it, but I'm not... never mind." Vivienne wanted to let him know exactly what she was feeling, but she knew it would be of no use. She closed her mouth and sighed softly. "You do know that there are contests that I'm expected to be a part of, it's ill-advised that I try to refrain."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 02:03:03</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“But it is a betrayal to share your body with others, it is a betrayal of the love you have for me.” Hank knew that his words were not being heard, she was just trying to justify to him that the actions that would take place inside the Henshaw home were the way of things, but Hank was only there out of his service to Lord Greymore. He had no interest in the proceedings that were going to take place, whatever they might be.<br><br>“Contests? What sort of contests..I think I prefer to not know, what they wish to subject you to in the name of their whimsies..as for my virginity. That I gave to you.” Henry smiled, though he was finally dropping his arms as he sighed. "Some things are meant solely for those you love." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 02:33:55</strong>
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				Who: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>Vivienne had to smile as he admitted that he'd given her his virginity, but that didn't make this any easier for her. She didn't like it when he released her, but she understood that he was not happy with her. "Are you angry with me?" Her eyes lowered from his, it seemed she couldn't get anything right. Not even when she wanted or tried to. Vivienne didn't know why she was feeling so emotional, maybe it was the fact that something had been awakened inside of her that confused her.<br><br>"I only have one virginity to offer you. I wish I could say differently, but I cannot." She did wish that she could've shared that with him, but that couldn't be changed.<br><br>"There are many things running through my mind, forgive me. I have one last question to ask you, if you were there when I have my first experience with a woman, would that satisfy you?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 02:45:25</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank lowered his head to look in Vivienne's eyes. “I am not angry with you. Surprised, yes, but I am not angry by it. You are married, that is to be expected, I can not change that and I know that it is a sin for me to feel as I do for you, but it is what it is and if God condemns me for it then I would rather spend my afterlife in Hell than to not spend my life here with you.”<br><br>He slipped his arm around Vivienne's waist as he turned towards the home. “It is not a matter of satisfying me, you satisfy me, but I do not or am not enough for you. I can not change that, but I understand what happens here—I might be a footman, but I have some education. Perhaps what happens at the Henshaw's stays at the Henshaw's.” He stopped though as he thought about the rest of the question. “I would like to be involved in her selection should we find someone, but only because they should be as special as you are. As for being there, that isn't solely up to me.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 03:11:10</strong>
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				Who: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>His words made her smile, she felt like a schoolgirl with a crush. "I feel the same way. Oh, how I wish I could have married you instead. My father would not have allowed it, but I would renounce everything for you." Vivienne caught his lips with hers and leaned back against a tree, pulling him with her. After several moments, she pulled back with a smile.<br><br>Her eyes moved towards the house as Hank's arm moved around her waist and turned them towards it. "You are more than enough for me. I'm just having these urges and I need to get them out of my system." Vivienne thought about his saying that it was not upto him if he watched her with a woman. "I want you there and when we find her, I will ask her if she minds."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 03:20:25</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>“Oh well urges I understand.” Hank laughed as he kissed Vivienne. “So out of curiosity, though I don't wish to know, what are these games, I just realized I was invited to this myself personally by his Lord and Lady Henshaw. I might have to participate as well.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 03:36:28</strong>
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				Who: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br>With: Henry Stuart<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>"I have only heard whispers so I do not know exactly. I imagine we'll find out at dinner. Shall we go inside to find you something to wear?"&nbsp; Vivienne was happy that things seemed to have calmed down between them. She should have worked up the nerve to let him know how she felt before today, but now Hank knew and he felt the same way about her. It would be interesting once they returned to Westinghouse.<br><br>She was wondering why he would have been personally invited, did the Henshaw's know something that she did not?
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 03:58:38</strong>
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				Who: Henry Stuart<br>Where: Henshaw grounds – The Lake<br>With: Lady Greymore<br>When: day 1, before dinner<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Henry_Stuart.jpg)<br><br>Hank didn't say much the walk back to the house, just walked with Vivienne in his arms. “I am not the same size as his Lordship, though I suspect you know that.” He stopped just short of the house, kissing Vivienne, for what he assumed would be the last time the rest of the day.<br><br>(continued in the Library?)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 23:38:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/38/Beatrice-Cropped.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>&nbsp; Beatrice O’Connell<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Gardens<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Earl of Surrey<br><strong>When: </strong> day 1 before dinner<br><hr><br>Upon his falling to his knees, Beatrice stood and then did the same.<strong> “My lord, please do not bring yourself down on my behalf, I am merely a servant!” </strong>She looked upon the Early with genuine shock in her eyes. She was accustomed to strange behavior from noblemen and women, but never before had one dropped to his knees in front of her. She wondered what the man’s intentions could be. She had expected sex, and would not have been shocked at all had he forced himself onto her once they were outside. But for him to humble himself in front of her made her feel shame in his stead. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - The Grounds (anything outside the home)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PigPin</strong> on <strong>26-09-2012, 02:50:38</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Earl of Surrey<br><strong>Where:</strong> Back gardens<br><strong>With:</strong> Beatrice<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1 before dinner<br><strong>What:</strong> Speaking with Beatrice<br><br><hr><br><strong>"I do not get on bended knee for your pleasure.."</strong> Earl said as he stood up.&nbsp; He gently pulled the maid up.&nbsp; <strong>"my dear Beatrice...I do it to indulge my own wants"</strong> The man pulled the woman up.&nbsp; His hands were kind.&nbsp; They aided woman back on the bench.&nbsp; <strong>"You see...you left so quickly before I was finished."</strong> His blue eyes lusted at the woman.&nbsp; <strong>"My want of you is oral in nature...."</strong> His tongue ran across the man's lips.&nbsp; He tilted his head to look at the short skirt Beatrice wore.
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