The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)
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				Title: <strong>The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 03:17:21</strong>
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				<br><div align="center">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/abigails-elegant-victorian-mansion_17003_large_slideshow.jpg)</div><br><div align="center">Rooms of Lady Katherine Windsor, contain a sitting room, small dining room, small library and bedroom.</div>
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 03:54:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outside Katherine Windsor's sitting room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>When:</strong> about noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea time and talking<br><br>The last year had been an eventful one, she'd been divorced and married the love of her life. Her former husband had done the sweetest thing and granted her a divorce so she could marry Henry Stuart. Archibald had endeared himself to her more than he already had been for saving her from her father, it had been an arranged marriage, but still, she felt as if Archie had saved her from a life of sexual servitude to pay off her father's debts. She was happy that he'd found someone to be happy with and to love, she may not be in love with him but she loves him as a dear friend. She had been the adultress but he'd lied and said he had been unfaithful. Had told her that he loved her but couldn't bear to see the longing and unhappiness in her eyes, that it was the least he could do. and she deserved someone who could truly love her the way she needed...Archibald had wanted to see Vivienne happy.<br><br>Katherine Windsor had become somewhat of a best friend to her, Vivienne was usually the only one who could handle the other woman's slight haughtiness and could put her in her place without Katie, as Vivienne called her, getting her feathers in a ruffle. Their relationship had started off as mutual respect but they'd quickly warmed up to each other and become close friends. She was also the only one allowed to call her Katie and the woman was the only one allowed to call her Vivi. Henry called her <em>miel</em>, Vivienne, or Viv. <br><br>It was tea time and Vivienne always took tea with Katie. Henry was usually off taking care of some kind of business this time of day so this was when Vivienne and Katie caught up on gossip. She made her way up the stairs and down the hall to Katie's rooms. She knocked on the door of Katie's sitting room and smiled as she waited.
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 04:10:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea time and talking<br><hr><br>Katherine had long dismissed her servants and sent them back to her London home, there was little need for them at Westinghouse and Katherine was practical if she was anything. Ever since the day, almost a year ago now that she saved Vivienne from most certainly would have been a mistake, she adored the woman. <br><br>In fact she adored all of the Stuarts. Henry had an advantage of not being born to privilege so he didn't possess all the qualities that he could have had, especially a man of his status and power, for Henry Stuart had gained a lot of power and influence. He was respected and well liked and his lovely wife, just as she had hoped to be when married to Lord Greymore, was a delight to have around. Katherine has come to look forward to their teas and in fact had missed them the few times that they didn't happen. Though that was rare, but did on occasion happen.<br><br><strong>“Vivi..oh please do come in..you know it's quite alright if you just enter and make yourself at home..you have been so gracious to me, that I find it hard to believe that it has been a year nearly.”</strong> Katherine stepped aside as she smiled to the other woman. <strong>“What would you like to discuss today? I hear that the Weston's are going to be throwing a party, there is nothing like London this time of year. I wonder if His Grace and yourself will be invited? I wonder if I will be invited. I would hope that my declaration of you having <em>the sickness</em> doesn't still linger in the ears of those that listen.”</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 04:39:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Duchess Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's sitting room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>When:</strong>Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> tea time and talking<br><br><br>"Oh, you know I hate it so when you call me that, Katie." Vivienne grinned softly at the older woman, Katie wasn't that much older...it was only 7 years. Vivienne had just turned 20 years old and Katie was 27. She did like teasing her about it sometimes though. "I don't like to burst in on someone even when told that I can." She knew it was her house, but Vivienne liked giving people their privacy. She walked inside and took a seat in a chair while one of her maids came into set their tea in front of them. Vivienne smiled at the young woman. "Thank you." The maid beamed a little, as she always did when Vivienne thanked her, before nodding and making her way out of the room.<br><br>"Oh, a party sounds lovely. I do hope we're invited, as well as you. I haven't been to London many times. It always makes me miss Paris, it's not at all the same, but it is a large city." Vivienne had been working at her English, and while she still had that delightful French accent, it was better and easier for her to pronounce some words. "Well, I would hope they would realize that if I am not dead by now that it'd be safe to be around me." Vivienne laughed softly as she sipped at her tea. <br><br>"I don't know of any gossip, but there is something that's been weighing upon my mind and I need to tell someone I can trust. You have to promise not to tell anyone, it would cause quite the scandal and shed an unfavorable light upon my family.
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 04:50:30</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br>Katherine took a seat and looked at Vivienne. <strong>“Oh well I do like a good scandal.”</strong> She chuckled a little as she moved to take a cookie. <strong>“These are delightful. But I fear the sort of party they would be throwing.”</strong> <br><br>Katherine looked at Vivienne though as the expression on her lovely face changed a little. <strong>“What is it my dear? You know you can trust in me..I am like a steel vault..a chastity belt..okay maybe not that locked up, but still..”</strong> She smiled a little. <strong>“Is it about Lord Henshaw? I know he wants to be more than socially polite with you. The fact that you have denied him this long is something commending in itself. I remember how you looked at him, and he is even more handsome now.”</strong> 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 05:03:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Katie's sitting room<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: Noon<br>What: tea time and talking<br><br>Vivienne laughed softly as Katie said she enjoyed a good scandal. "Oh no, it's not that. Although, that is extremely tempting, I am trying to stay faithful. It concerns my family back in France, my father specifically." She didn't like talking about it, but knew she could trust her closest friend. <br><br>"I usually don't talk about this, but I know that I can trust you Katie." She smiled at the other woman before speaking again. "From the day I turned 16, my father used me to settle his debts. It is why I was so happy when I was to be married off. That meant I would be away from him and the men he forced upon me. My virginity was always spared, but I could have been badly taken advantage of. A father should not subject his daughter to that. I hate him." The expression on her face had changed, but she was away from her father so she was still happy. 
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 05:14:43</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br>Katherine had picked up her tea as Vivienne spoke, dropping a sugar cube in her cup. <strong>“Might I ask what he had you do if your virginity was spared?”</strong><br><br>Katherine took a sip as she lowered her cup. <strong>“I have heard of such things, people think that it happens to others, but men in debt can be taken to drastic measures.”</strong> She took another sip, then lowered her cup again. <strong>“Please continue..” </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 05:25:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's sitting room<br>With: Lady Katherine Windsor<br>When: noon<br>What: tea and talking<br><br>"It was always orally." Vivienne picked up a cookie and delicately nibbled at it. "Most of the time, I was the one doing it, but a few of the men were kind enough to not make me and to do it to me. Still, I knew nothing of sex and it frightened me before I became accustomed to it."<br><br>"We had the money to pay the debts, but my father did not want to. There was one time when one of the men wanted more and when I refused, he attempted to rob me of my innocence. Luckily, a footman of ours was around and he saved me.He was badly punished for almost killing the man. From then on out, Marquis never spoke to me again. My father thought that we were together, but we weren't."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 05:34:06</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br><strong>“Your father had you perform these duties in your home?”</strong> Katherine refilled her cup and put in more sugar. <strong>“I think I would pity the man rather than hate him.”</strong> Katherine looked at Vivienne before taking a sip of her tea. <strong>“Hate is such a strong emotion.”</strong> <br><br>She thought for a moment about what Vivienne had been telling her. <strong>“It is a terrible tale, but you came out of it quite well, you could have been horribly injured and I have to say that you are a very pretty girl so the fact that the men were good to you might be something of a condolence, if there is any condolence at all.”</strong> Katherine took another sip, a smirk coming to her lips. <strong>“Tell me of their cocks..”</strong> She laughed. <strong>“I have heard that the more dangerous the scoundrel the bigger they are, is it true?”</strong> She laughed, but her question was serious.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 05:47:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's sitting room<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: noon<br>What: tea and talking<br><br>Vivienne had to smile as Katie didn't show her pity or too much sympathy as some would do, she had made the right choice in her best friend. She nodded at Katie's question. "I do pity him, but I also hate him. I cannot help it, someone willing to put one of their children through that deserves nothing."<br><br>She didn't dare mention that she had serviced Katie's father, that was best left unsaid and forgotten. "You always ask the most horrid questions, it's one of the reasons I adore you. Let me think, well, from what I remember some of them were quite large but then again, I was an inexperienced 16 year old girl. Some were small, which was easier, but soon I grew bored of the small ones. There was one good thing that came from it. I think Archibald thought I was a natural, he never questioned it. And thank you, you're quite pretty yourself."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 05:54:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br><strong>“Oh you flatter me.”</strong> Katherine actually blushed slightly. <strong>“But I suppose everything seems larger when you are young. I remember my fathers house as a child, it seemed so large, but in reality it was a very modest home. I think there were ten bedrooms. I don't know how people live in such cramped spaces.”</strong> <br><br>Finally she sat her cup down as she looked at Vivienne. <strong>“Might I inquire what has made you think of such things Vivi?”</strong> She smiled softly. <strong>“I am quite happy that you have shared this with me, but is there a concern you have that has caused you to remember this? As for Lord Greymore, he is a sweet man, but he was a recluse before you and likely had little knowledge himself.”</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 06:13:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's sitting room<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: Noon<br>What: tea and talking<br><br>Katie was even more beautiful when she blushed, it brought a girlish look to the sophisticated looking woman. "That's bigger than the house I grew up in, we had seven bedrooms, I believe."<br><br>She shrugged a little. "I just woke up thinking about it, have no idea why, I just felt like I needed to tell someone. Oh, do not let Archibald's reclusive behavior fool you. He's quite the ladies' man. Even when we were married. Still, he could not be changed and I am glad he's found someone to be happy with as I have. I just hope that he treats her right and if he still wishes to be with other women, does not flaunt it in her face." Vivienne smiled. <br><br>She had been fighting her curiosities hard and they still broke through, Vivienne found that she wanted to know what Katie's lips taste like. That thought brought the smallest of blushes to her face but she smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 06:22:30</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br>Katherine noted the blush on Vivienne's cheeks as well. <strong>“Well you had a perfect opportunity to do something about it when you met Victor, well and His Grace I would imagine.”</strong> Katherine picked up another cookie, taking a bite.<br><br><strong>“The Greymore's as a whole are a strange bunch, I'd dare say Lady Elizabeth is the only normal one among them. Don't get me wrong, they are a noble family, but strange in their ways.”</strong> <br><br>Katherine thought about the day she met Vivienne sitting in the library of the Henshaw's home. <strong>“For how he looked at you, I find it surprising that he would have had the time to pursue others.”</strong> She laughed a little. <strong>“Could you imagine the three of those men together...Oh MY..the thought of it alone..I have made myself flush!”</strong> She laughed a little more. <strong>“You have indeed been a blessed woman.”</strong> 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 07:41:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's sitting room<br>With: Lady Windsor<br>When: About noon<br>What: tea and talking<br><br>Vivienne smiled as she thought about her first time with her now husband, it had been a good day. Well, mostly. "That first time with Henry was wonderful. It was the first day at the Henshaw's. I'm the only woman that he's ever been with." That was a fact that thrilled her, she only wished that she could have given him her virginity.<br><br>"I do not know much about them, I'm afraid. I was fond of Elizabeth, but we haven't seen much of each other since they left for London. I do hope she isn't angry with me for betraying her brother."<br><br>She smiled as she saw Katherine remembering something, she didn't quite know what it was, but she could guess from her friend's words. "That day was not a good day for Archie and I. He said something that I hope he very much regrets." Vivienne didn't think about it often but she hoped that Archie had quit taking his vitamins, they transformed him into someone she didn't like very much. "Yes, the thought of it is appealing.
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 07:53:31</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br><strong>“Those powerful hips..OH..I..”</strong> Katherine had to actually fan herself as she blushed a bit deeper. <strong>“I remember he was something of a scientist..little experiments that drove his father crazy that he would blow up the manor house.”</strong> Katherine laughed. <strong>“Probably lucky he lived long enough to actually get married.”</strong><br><br>Katherine stood up at that moment. <strong>“I do love our teas, but would you care for something a little stronger? I dare say the topic today has really let me hope that I—we get invited to the Weston's. They are not as perverse as the Henshaw's, but quite entertaining.”</strong> <br><br>Katherine stood there a moment looking at Vivienne. <strong>“If I were to ask you something intimate, well personally intimate, I would hope it would not offend you, but might I kiss you? I have desired it from the moment I met you and I have to say Vivi..the conversation is keeping it difficult to keep the desire at bay.”</strong> 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 08:11:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's sitting room<br>With: Lady Windsor<br>When: about noon<br>What: tea and talking<br><br>Vivienne smiled as she watched Katie fan herself while blushing more. This was why she liked Katie so much, she was the only woman that Vivienne had ever met that would talk about things like this. "And what powerful hips they were. Henry's better though. Elizabeth did tell me of his experiments."<br><br>She watched as Katie stood, the woman was simply gorgeous and Vivienne always felt a little nervous around her. "I'm not sure how Henry would take another party like the Henshaw's. He just didn't understand why I wanted to participate in the festivities." She wasn't sure if that slight anxiety was coming across and being shown to Katie. "Something stronger would be delightful."<br><br>Vivienne listened to Katie as she spoke and when she asked if she could kiss her, Vivienne was secretly thrilled. She had wanted that as well. She couldn't believe this was about to happen and smiled. "Yes, you may kiss me. I have wanted that, too."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 08:28:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br>Katherine moved to her little bar that she had set up, it was actually a table with a few decanters, but it served her limited purpose. <strong>“I was talking about Lord Henshaw, though looking at His Grace, I am sure he is quite virile.”</strong> Katherine replied as she poured two glasses of scotch and moved back to Vivienne.<br><br><strong>“I am out of wine I am afraid.”</strong> She smiled as she took a sip of the liquor. <strong>“I was there because my father hoped that the men would take an interest in me and take away what I truly desire, he feels I am deceased, least that is what he has told the doctors that he has sent me to over the years.”</strong> <br><br>She handed the other glass to Vivienne as she smiled slightly. <strong>“You were curious because you are young, but I do have to agree with His Grace, that house was not where you belonged, you see it's not the sex that is an issue..men seem to over look that sort of thing—in the spirit of the weekend I think they call it, but it's the debauchery that can get you in trouble, it can be quite addictive.”</strong> <br><br>Katherine undid her collar, revealing her neck slightly as she sat down her glass and extended her hand to Vivienne. <strong>“If you had indulged in Lord Victor, he'd likely tied you up, think about that and tell me how long you can resist him. Perhaps now, but as I said, it can be addictive.”</strong> 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 09:19:58</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's sitting room<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: about noon<br>What: tea and talking<br><br>Vivienne watched as Katie poured the scotch and she smiled. She rather liked the taste of scotch but she had to be careful, she was not used to drinking and this small glass would have her feeling more than a little light-headed and dizzy. "Yes, Victor does seem like he knows his way around a woman." Vivienne laughed softly, if only Katie knew just how much Vivienne wanted to find out, but she was trying her hardest not to. He was doing his best to break down her resolve and it was growing a bit thin.<br><br>She took a sip of the scotch and smiled. "That's horrible, I don't think that you are and I like you just the way you are Katie. What do you truly desire?" <br><br>Vivienne knew that she was supposed to dress the way Katie was dressed, but when she was sure that she wasn't going out in public...she wore simple dresses with no corset. She liked to be able to breathe freely and most of the simple dresses of hers showed more than a little cleavage. England was a bit more repressed than France when it came to things like that. In fact, she only wore shoes around the house because Henry didn't like it when she went barefoot anywhere but the bedroom. Her eyes were drawn to Katie's neck, the smooth skin seemed to be beckoning her closer and she did move a little closer to her friend.<br><br>"I'm going to be quite honest and I hope that it does not offend or embarrass you, but I am not thinking about Victor right now." What she was thinking about brought a flush to her cheeks, Vivienne was imagining herself in the same position as had been described but with Katie, not Victor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 16:50:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br>Katherine blushed again, this time it spread down her neck slightly. It had been so long since she had indulged herself of such a pleasure and Lady Stuart was surely her grandest desire. <strong>“Come.”</strong> She said softly as she took the drink from Vivienne's hand and then took both her hands as she leaned into the other woman, much closer than she had before other than for public bit's of kindness that were always proper.<br><br>Katherine slowly led Vivienne through her small chambers until they found their way to her bedroom. <strong>“We will be more comfortable in here I believe.”</strong> She smiled as she moved to close the door, though the privacy wasn't really needed as they were alone.<br><br><strong>“All I am saying of Lord Victor is that perhaps you should give him a little try..you might enjoy it. I have no desire for him myself, but I do admit he is a lovely man to look at.”</strong> Katherine started to remove her jacket at that point, revealing a chemise and corset below. For the first time revealing more of herself to Vivienne than she ever dreamt she would. The corset was one that though it looked complicated didn't require lacing, so as the catches were released, Katherine seemed to breath a sigh of relief.<br><br><strong>“Oh that is so much better..what we do for fashion.”</strong> She smiled as she stood there, she wasn't nude, but clearly for the time felt like she could have been mistaken for a lady of the night. Oh the scandal that would be. <strong>“You are such a beautiful woman Vivi. Might I persuade you to allow me to enjoy all of you, for I fear a kiss will not be enough.”</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 17:28:20</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's sitting room then bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: about noon<br>What: tea and talking<br><br>Before Katie took the glass from her, Vivienne took a bit of a long drink, she wasn't going to regret this or anything but she was nervous. That would probably be conveyed in her eyes. Those eyes looked into Katie's as the woman leaned close to her. She let the woman take both of her hands and then stood before following Katie into her bedroom.<br><br>It was her turn to blush as Katie closed the door, there really was no need for the privacy, but it made Vivienne feel better. Nobody would dare enter a Lady's bedroom without knocking first. Her eyes followed every movement that the older woman made, she could not believe this was about to happen. She was slightly embarrassed because she wore no corset at the moment, but that would make it all the easier. She didn't even hear Katie's words about Victor, she was becoming lost in her closest friend. Vivienne may have not been terribly experienced, although the last year with Henry had helped tremendously, but she was passionate. Archibald had once told her that her passion made up for her inexperience.<br><br>"You are beautiful, Katie. Oh, you do not know how much I would like that. That's an interesting corset, I'm afraid I don't wear one while at home.I was forever being chastised by my mother." Vivienne blushed again as she laughed softly. She slowly undressed for Katie, laying her dress across a chair beside the door. Vivienne was now standing in front of the other woman, in nothing but underwear. Her breasts had been freed from her dress and she smiled a little bit. This would cause such a scandal if it was ever found out, but that wasn't what the 20 year old's mind was on.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 17:37:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br>The moan that came from Katherine at the sight of Vivienne was clearly audible. <strong>“I picked it up in London before I dismissed my dresser.”</strong> She replied as she removed her over skirt, then looked back to Vivienne.<br><br><strong>“I do hate the layers we have to wear, but it is the time and the fashion and one must always be in fashion.”</strong> She smiled though as she thought about how Vivienne dressed at home. <strong>“You look comfortable, there is nothing wrong in comfort.”</strong> Katherine removed her underskirt, now standing before Vivienne in her chemise and bloomers as she moved to remove her boots, having to take a seat on the bed. <strong>“Perhaps we shall take a trip into London together one of these days and find a little place that I liked to go to when I had the opportunity, perhaps they have fashions that might suit me as well as they suit you.”</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 01:20:41</strong>
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				http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png (http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: about noon<br>What: tea and talking<br><br>Katie's moan made Vivienne smile and she watched Katie finish undressing. She wasn't quite naked yet, but Vivienne did like what she was seeing. <br><br>"A shopping trip to London sounds delightful. We'll have to plan something soon." If she was honest, Vivienne was extremely happy that Katie had been staying with them. With Henry off working on various things all day, Vivienne got bored. Victor was there to keep her company but it got too hard being around him for too long. <br><br>She sat next to Katie on the bed and smiled a little. "You're going to have to take the lead here." Vivienne was ready, just nervous, and wanted this to happen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 01:48:22</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br>Katherine leaned over towards Vivienne and for the first time did what she had wanted to do from the first moment she saw her as she kissed her softly on the lips, her hand lifting to the other girls face as she smiled when breaking the kiss.<br><br><strong>“I will be as gentle as a lamb with you.”</strong> She smiled a little bit more. <strong>“This time.”</strong> Her smile shifted slightly to a smirk as she moved her hands and removed her chemise, revealing her upper body to Vivienne, her head shifting. <strong>“I believe it's your turn Vivi.”</strong> <br><br>The look on Katherine's face was undeniable, she was enjoying every rise of Vivienne's chest, she knew the woman was nervous, the question was if she was truly ready. It was one thing to think about it, it was another to actually do it.<strong> “We do not have to do this Vivi..my feelings will not be hurt if you have a change in heart, it is likely that should the Duke find out, he will send me away and we must never speak of anything we do outside these walls.” </strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 02:58:23</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: about noon<br>What: tea and talking<br><br>Vivienne exhaled softly right before Katie's lips pressed against her own, she returned the soft kiss and smiled as she felt the woman's hand rest against her face. <br><br>Katie saying that she would be gentle made her smile, but when she said 'this time'...that sent a chill down Vivienne's spine. She removed her own chemise, there were only two people who had ever seen her naked. Archibald and Henry, now there would be a third, Katie. The young woman's eyes were again drawn to Katie's skin, while Vivienne's was a bit pale, the older woman's was slightly golden.<br><br>"I want to do this, Katie. I understand that my husband can never find out, not a word will leave my lips about anything we might do." Vivienne leaned in and pressed her lips to Katie's again. She could taste the scotch on the woman's lips and, it felt as if though, her body was yearning for Katie. A hand slowly raised and tentatively came to rest upon Katie's left side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 03:13:29</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors Sitting Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Tea and Talking<br><hr><br>Katherine moved until her and Vivienne were laying on the bed, Katherine slightly on top of her, but mostly on her side as she kissed the other woman again, she had to admit it was everything she thought it would be. Vivienne's skin was soft and warn and so very inviting.<br><br>She raised Vivienne's hand to her her breast as she leaned her body into it, looking in her eyes. <strong>“Have you ever played with a toy?..I have this little invention I picked up called The Manipulator..it's run by steam of all things..”</strong> Katherine moved her kiss to Vivienne's neck as she moved her hand to the other woman's breast, squeezing it slightly as a moan escaped her lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 04:11:41</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: about noon<br>What: tea and talking<br><br>Vivienne smiled as Katie moved them to where they were lying on her bed and was getting more into the kiss but knew that more kissing would happen. So she wasn't too disappointed when Katie broke the kiss to speak.<br><br>Vivienne squeezed Katie's breast experimentally, she wanted to know what made her friend tick and bit down at her lip when Katherine squeezed her breast. A low moan leaving her lips. "I never have. It sounds interesting at the least." Vivienne reached up with her free hand and undid the loose chignon that her hair had been in. She shook her head softly to where her long hair cascaded down. Vivienne moved it out of Katie's way as the other woman's kiss moved to her neck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 05:32:56</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor <br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Bow-chicka-wow-wow<br><hr><br>Katherine moaned a little as she moved her hand to Vivienne's stomach. <strong>“It's rather loud..but on my GOD you have to try it!”</strong> She laughed as she sprung off the bed, grabbed a short table that had the ability to be raised or lowered and them moved to grab a box that was under her bed.<br><br><strong>“Take off your bloomers..”</strong> She was clearly happy to share her toy, especially with Vivienne.<br><br>Katherine opened the box and took out the device. <strong>"It will take a little to get it running..and it's loud as I said because of the motor and I have no idea what a real cock is like..because well..I've never been with a man, but this is..."</strong> Katherine actually blushed thinking about it.<br><br><div align="center">(http://www.thehistoryblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/steampoweredvibrator.jpg)</div><br><strong>"This is the lever here that operates it then this shaft here goes in and out..it's got massive thrust!" </strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 17:19:02</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>Vivienne laughed softly as she watched Katie jump off the bed to get her toy. She took off her bloomers and laid them on top of her dress. Her pubic hair was shaven, Vivienne had thought that she would try it. It felt better than just trimming herself. <br><br>"I don't know, it looks a little dangerous. You've never been with a man?" She wouldn't have expected that and she wondered why. Vivienne smiled as Katherine blushed. She wasn't so sure about this Manipulator, it looked slightly like some kind of torture device to the younger French woman. "It doesn't hurt or anything, does it?"<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 17:31:34</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Viviennne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Bow-chicka-wow-wow<br><hr><br>Katherine set the Manipulator up. <strong>“Actually it just vibrates, I was wrong to say it moves..least if it does, I have never been able to get it to do it.”</strong> She moved back to the bed, kissing Vivienne on the lips as she actually giggled like a school girl and slipped out of her own bloomers. <br><br><strong>“I only sleep with women Vivi. I figured you had grown tired of men and wanted to be with me alone.”</strong> She smiled. <strong>“I mean I admit I think you would enjoy Lord Henshaw and Henry is a fine fine man, but now I am all you will ever need..who needs a man when you have a Manipulator!”</strong> <br><br>Katherine looked over Vivienne's now fully nude form, a smile coming to her lips as she laughed and ran to a closet. <strong>“Oh have I got a new toy for you..OH OH..It actually came from Philadelphia of all places!” </strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 19:27:34</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>"Oh okay, I suppose that's alright then." Vivienne felt better about it now that she knew it just vibrated. Her smile brightened as Katie's eyes ran along her form and her own eyes wandered along Katherine's naked body. <br><br>That smile faded infinitesimally as Katie said that she'd thought she'd tired of men and only wanted to be with Katherine. "I would like to be with you, Katie, but I do like men." Vivienne didn't even want to think about Victor, that man exasperated her and she knew what he was trying to do. She didn't even want to think about her husband right now. Vivienne was completely focused on her best friend.<br><br>She had to laugh as she saw Katie jump up from the bed again and rushed to her closet. Vivienne had rarely seen Katherine in such a tizzy, the woman must have wanted this to happen badly. That made Vivienne smile. "Philadelphia, hm?"[/color Oh, that was a hard word to pronounce but Vivienne did her best. She didn't know much about America, her father had visited the country but had never really spoken of his travels.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 19:43:30</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Viviennne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Bow-chicka-wow-wow<br><hr><br>Katherine did her best to ignore the fact that Vivienne was interested in men as well as her. She knew of course that Vivienne liked her past with men, plus she spoke of her time in France rather openly, even if it was only out of trust that she did speak of it. <strong>“Oh I think after this, that will all change. I will be gentle with you Vivi, but I do not share my lovers.”</strong><br><br>Katherine came from her wardrobe carrying a box, small, wooden. <strong>“I would like for you to take me from behind, this will assist you in that.”</strong> The smile on Katherine's face was evident. <strong>“Unless you desire me to take you instead, but first..oh my dear...you have GOT to try the Manipulator!” </strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 20:15:19</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>Vivienne sighed softly, she was going to have to try to make it clear, she didn't like to cause problems and hated confrontation but this was something she had to do. "You're going to have to share me, at least with my husband, or you do not get to have me at all Katie." Her eyes rose to Katherine's, she didn't want to lose her friend or anything like that.<br><br>Vivienne's mind was going a mile a minute as she looked over the toys. "Do we have to use these toys, at all? I mean, if you would like to try to sway my opinion than it may not be the best idea to use things that are shaped like a man." She smiled slightly. Vivienne wasn't sure that her mind could be changed, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to use the toys and knew that her question was something that would make Katie think about that.<br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 20:32:53</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Viviennne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> Little After Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Bow-chicka-wow-wow<br><hr><br><strong>“Are you playing hard to get, Vivi?”</strong> Katherine smiled as she stepped away from the box after placing in on the table beside the other toy. <strong>“I can work with that, but I do not share. I will not repeat myself on that matter.”</strong> <br><br>She moved back to Vivienne her hand moving to her upper arm first then to the curve of the side of her breast.<strong> “Perhaps I have been thinking too fast, but it's just because I have desired this for a while now and I got a bit excited.”</strong> He finger grazed the soft, full flesh, her voice&nbsp; lowering to a softer tone. <strong>“Perhaps I can persuade you to be with me and me alone..”</strong> She kissed Vivienne again, her free hand moving between them. <strong>“Return to my bed and I will show you that you do not need a man.”</strong> <br><br>It wasn't that Katherine hated men, she loved them in their boyish ways, but it was not in her to share and Vivienne would just have to accept that fact. Her hand moved from between them to Vivienne's ass as she moved both of them back towards the bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 20:50:25</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>"Oh, Katie, you can be so incorrigible sometimes." Vivienne knew she wasn't going to be able to resist Katherine, the desire she was feeling was too heady and tangible. She shouldn't have taunted Katie by insisting that she'd have to share her, if there was anything Katie really enjoyed...it was a challenge. Vivienne had just served herself up on a silver platter as that challenge.<br><br>Katie's fingers brushing against the side of her breast and then over her breast caused a shiver to run down Vivienne's spine. Oh, she was going to get herself into trouble because she had no intention of ceasing to sleep with her husband. <br><br>Vivienne returned Katie's kiss, a bit eagerly, as Katherine's hand moved in between them. The other woman's hand was much softer than any man's and it did mean something to Vivienne that it wasn't just some random woman. She felt Katie's hand come to rest upon her behind and was powerless to stop what was about to happen. <br><br>Vivienne's eyes were glued to Katherine's as she settled down onto the bed.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 21:07:09</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Viviennne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> Little After Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Bow-chicka-wow-wow<br><hr><br>Katherine laughed. <strong>“I am incorrigible aren't I?”</strong> She nearly leaped onto the bed as she moved over to Vivienne, pulling the other woman towards her as she kissed her her hand roaming over Vivienne's body as she started to move her kisses to choice locations to match.<br><br>She finally stopped as she looked in her eyes. <strong>“I want you on top of me..come on Vivi..show me how much you have wanted me.”</strong> Katherine would play nice for now, but no man would have her lover again, she would kill to keep it that way if she had to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 21:21:05</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br><br>Katherine's hand moving along her body made Vivienne bite down at her bottom lip, Katie's lips pressed against her skin in various places made soft moans escape from Vivienne's lips. "Yes, you are." She answered breathlessly.<br><br>Vivienne smiled as she looked into Katherine's eyes. "and you have beautiful eyes." She moved to where she was on top of Katie as she'd been told and Vivienne leaned down a little bit. Her lips were mere inches away from the other woman's and she grinned. Vivienne was growing a bit bolder as this progressed. Her hands were on the bed, one on each side of Katherine, and she ran one up to the other's left breast. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 21:55:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Katheirne's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> A Little After Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Exploring<br><hr><br>Katherine actually giggled again as she raised her head to kiss Vivienne. <strong>“Yours are beautiful as well, lover.”</strong> She moved her hands to Vivienne's ass, pressing her into her as she smiled, moving her hips slightly, she figured Vivienne would let her instinct take over to know what to do next, what she didn't account for was that they were not alone, not alone at all, for buried in a walled passage was a person that was growing angry, angry as his heart was breaking from watching his beloved break the one oath she had given to him. Or least he thought she had.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br><strong>“How long Cromwell? How long has this been going on?”</strong> Hank was trying to not watch, but it was hard not to, he had not wanted to watch, it really was against his nature to mistrust Vivienne, but Cromwell insisted that there was something that he needed to see.<br><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/AndrewCromwell.jpg)</div><br><strong>"It's been month's Your Grace. Lady Windsor seduced her with talk of friendship and her own dark desires, it was only a matter of time."</strong> He was lying but he knew that the Duke hadn't heard the prior conversation. <strong>"I felt you should know. I found the passage quite by accident, but I thought you would come to approve, but now..well now it brings you sorrow.”</strong> Cromwell watched the actions in the room, his pants getting tighter as he watched the Lady and the Duchess kiss, then strip and move about the room without a care in the world.<br><br><strong>“I told her once, the Duchess, that such an act was a betrayal of my love for her.”</strong> Hank sighed as he closed his eyes. <strong>“It was suppose to be such a joyous time, my sister returning, Henshaw's home finally about ready and we would be able to start a family of our own.”</strong><br><br><strong>“Well your Grace, it could still happen.”</strong> Cromwell smiled as he continued to watch. <br><br><strong>“Perhaps, but now..now..my trust is wavering..” &nbsp;</strong> He placed his hand on Cromwell's shoulder. <strong>"You have done well in showing me this.”</strong><br><strong><br>“You are not upset miLord?”</strong> Cromwell asked clearly shocked.<br><br><strong>“Oh I am beyond upset, but the law will handle this for me, you have done well, you may return to your master.”</strong> <br><br>Katherine kissed Vivienne again., her hips moving softly as she raised up into her breast to breast. <strong>“Gentle as a lamb..”</strong> She whispered in her ear. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 22:15:00</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>Vivienne's instincts were beginning to take over, besides she had heard women whispering about this type of thing at her parents' home in France, so she wondered how hard it would be. She did not know that they weren't alone, if she had known, Vivienne would have stopped right then and there. Her kiss trailed down to Katherine's neck while her hand traveled down the other woman's stomach slowly.<br><br>Okay, her resolve to do this was crumbling, she had thought she'd been ready but Vivienne wasn't. Her head raised to look at Katie and she smiled just slightly. "I am sorry, Katie. I cannot do this." She leaned in and kissed the side of Katherine's mouth softly. Vivienne leaned to whisper into her friend's ear. "Please do not be angry with me, give me time."<br><br>Vivienne hesitantly pulled herself away from Katherine, an apologetic look on her face, she didn't leave. She wanted to hear and see how the other woman was going to react.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 22:34:12</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> A Little After Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Exploring<br><hr><br>Katherine raised herself up so she was sitting behind Vivienne, her legs sitting to either side of her. <strong>“It's okay. I was acting to strong, I should be the one asking forgiveness.”</strong> She kissed Vivienne's shoulder.<br><br><strong>“You love your husband and you crave another man besides..tell me I am wrong?”</strong> Her voice was soft, there was no anger in her words, perhaps a bit of sadness, but she did care about Vivienne enough to know that she could never be angry with her. <br><br><strong>“It's not easy being as I am, even in the privacy of my own rooms I am at risk, should a maid or another take to talking of things..many don't but some do..desires aside, once you embrace it, whatever <em>it</em> might be, your life changes forever.” </strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 22:57:31</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>Vivienne looked at Katherine. "Do not worry about it, Katie." She smiled as she felt her friend sit behind her and one of her hands rested on Katie's leg as she leaned back a little.<br><br>"That I love my husband is the only thing I'm certain of. Sometimes, I think it would have been easier had Henry not become a Duke." Vivienne did truly feel this way sometimes. She glanced up at Katherine. "Please do not be sad, Katie. It has nothing to do with you, if ever I change my mind you will be the first to know." These words were whispered as they sat there like that. <br><br>She listened to the other woman's words and felt for her. "You're secret will always be safe with me and if I ever hear someone speaking about you badly, well..it would be hard for me not to have them punished. You are the only person that I can be completely honest around and I do love you for that."<br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 23:14:33</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> A Little After Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Exploring<br><hr><br>Katherine's hands raised a little, as she slipped Vivienne's long hair out of the way. <strong>“You told me once that Henry was your greatest confidant when you where with Lord Greymore, why did that change?”</strong><br><br>She didn't mind the fact that she had replaced Henry in that way, she would have her way eventually, Katherine Windsor always got what she wanted, but she could bide her time, least Lord Henshaw hadn't gotten Vivienne yet, that could destroy them all, for Henshaw had abilities and interests that even the Duke couldn't match, no matter how much Vivienne loved him. She sighed lightly as she kissed Vivienne's shoulder again, moving her arms to pulled the other woman into an embrace.<br><br><strong>“I look forward for when you do find yourself ready.”</strong> Katherine leaned back a little as she continued. <strong>“You didn't answer my question though, you do desire Victor Henshaw, don't you? You know his home is about ready and he will be leaving soon.” </strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 23:27:18</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>"There are some things that he doesn't understand or like, at all. I have told him of my desires to be with a woman but he was hurt and confused.." Vivienne smiled as Katie moved her hair to one side of her neck.<br><br>Vivienne rested against Katherine as the other woman pulled her into an embrace. <br><br>"That is just it, I do not know. Victor has been working at breaking me down, he denies this, but I know he is why Henry is sent away on business most of the time. Victor is just too upset when my husband comes home early for it not to be true." Vivienne was still working that out in her mind, she knew that she was beautiful but all of this attention was trying.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 23:42:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> A Little After Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Exploring<br><hr><br><strong>“Men of his nature, will never understand, not really, if he were a man that enjoyed other men, then he would find a commonality to it I suppose, there is also a fact that in finding pleasure in another woman, it can be more threatening than losing you to another man.”</strong> Katherine was returning to her analytical tone.<strong> “He loves you and can't understand, he never will.”</strong> Katherine understood men like Henry Stuart, her father was much the same way, only Henry hadn't brought himself to try to cure Vivienne of her darker desires.<br><br><strong>“I can't believe for my prior words that I have said to you, but I think you should have sex with Lord Henshaw..enjoy him and decide then and only then the course you desire to take. I desire many things, and while I can be controlling, and manipulative.”</strong> She stopped to look at Vivienne. <strong>“Don't tell me I am not—I know what I am.” </strong> She smiled as she kissed her. <strong>“But you will only torture yourself if you continue to deny him. He is only going to control Henry for a short while longer, His Grace's power is growing and unless, well unless you take matters into your own hands, there could be a battle the Kingdom hasn't seen in centuries.”</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 23:57:30</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>"He's never said that I disgusted him as Archibald did. He was under the influence of his vitamins though. Henry did say that he would feel better about it if the both of us enjoyed the woman, but I am selfish."<br><br>Vivienne listened and smiled at Katie as she said that she was controlling and manipulative. "That is part of why I like you so much. You are everything that I am not." She wasn't denying the other woman's kiss, Vivienne just wasn't ready for the rest of it. "See, this is exactly why I'd rather had not been the wife of a nobleman. I saw my mother use herself as a pawn to help my father's political standing and I never wanted that to be my life. If you say it would help then it's more or less my duty." Vivienne sighed softly but smiled a little. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 00:20:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> A Little After Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Exploring<br><hr><br><strong>“He was willing to share you with a woman if he was there?”</strong> Katherine smiled. <strong>“It just proves my point, well and he is a man.”</strong> She laughed slightly then dropped it from her face.<br><br><strong>“Vivi..never look at it like that, it isn't your duty to help his political standing, he has done quite well without you laying down for other men.”</strong> Katherine rested her head on Vivienne's shoulder. <br><br><strong>“It's for your own sanity. You need to do it, just as you needed to do this. I hope you know that Victor's desire in you is just as mine is, and I have seen you look at him, so don't tell me you don't know what he could do with you, he has a history and I know you know it.”</strong> Katherine sighed as she kissed Vivienne's neck. <strong>“What do you think, if instead of our teas, we rest like this and have our talks? I rather like you nude in my arms, even if we don't do anything besides.” </strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 00:47:44</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>"I don't know if his offer still stands, he made it at the Henshaw's." Vivienne shrugged a little and smiled. "He was not happy when I told him that he could watch,with the other's permission, but my first time with a woman would be just she and I."<br><br>"I'm just used to that being a lot of wife's life. It was my mother's life and, well, part of my life as you now know. Just what I'm used to."<br><br><br>Vivienne had heard about what Victor liked to do with the women he slept with and yes, it made her curious. She did look at him a little longer than she should. "I have heard of what he likes, and I will think about it." Vivienne arched an eyebrow as Katherine asked if she'd mind resting like this each day instead of them taking tea to catch up on things. She rather liked that idea and nodded slowly. "We can do that, Katie. I would enjoy it."<br><br>Vivienne laid her head back on Katherine's shoulder and looked at the other woman.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 01:05:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> A Little After Noon<br><strong>What:</strong> Exploring<br><hr><br>Katherine was being thoughtful now, motherly almost though she would never be a mother. <strong>“Perhaps this is all you need. My life isn't the life for you, most of the men and women too that I have known that have interests as you do, have to make a choice, be it either to be with men or women, you will have to make that choice as well, the desire can be there, and if I can help you in controlling it, then I hope that sharing a private kiss or our new talks will help in that, but you desire the touch of a man more than you desire the touch of a woman.”</strong> Katherine kissed Vivienne again, finding that she really did enjoy it. <br><br><strong>“Greymore would have sent you away, but His Grace could be a lot more dangerous, there is much more power in his words now.”</strong> Katherine knew that Vivienne didn't understand what she was trying to say, she really was trying to protect her. <strong>“Take a lover, be it me or Lord Henshaw, each of us can provide you what you need to control your passions, love the Duke and be the wife he expects you to be, but you can't have both, you deserve so much, but eventually we all have to come to terms with the fact that we can't have it all.” </strong> <br><br>Katherine kissed Vivienne again.<strong> “I say this because I love you, as a friend and as a confidant, but you have to choose and once you have, you must not turn back and wonder what might have been. We will have our talks and you will always be my Vivi.”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 01:46:49</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>Vivienne didn't like it when people tried to tell her what she was feeling, even if it was true, but she wasn't upset with Katie as what she was saying was true. "Everything was a lot easier when I didn't have to worry about all of this." She laughed softly. <br><br>"Thank you for your advice and for being here for me, Katie." She really did appreciate it but Vivienne was still young and didn't know much about this life. She was barely twenty years old. "I know Henry holds more power now, it's just hard. My mother didn't have time to prepare me for this life. She always made it look so easy."<br><br>Deep down, Vivienne knew that she would have to make a choice and it was an easy enough decision but it didn't seem easy when she was this close to the one woman that she wanted to sleep with. "If I didn't love my husband so much, you would be who I chose. I know what my choice is going to be, but I am curious to know what you think I deserve."<br><br>She closed her eyes for a few moments while she rested against the older woman. Opening them, Vivienne looked upon Katherine, wanting to hear what she was going to say.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 01:56:51</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About 1pm<br><strong>What:</strong> Exploring<br><hr><br><strong>“Perhaps I can be like a wise older sister to you Vivi. Oh we will be closer than sisters should be, but I am too young to be your mother.”</strong> She smiled softly at the thought. <strong>“It's sweet that you think you would choose me and I am flattered in knowing that, but it's not true, not really, for you desire children and a family and you want to have someone call you Mommy, least one day you do, and I know this to be true, a life with me would be fun, their would be parties and pretty dresses and trips around the world, perhaps even the America's, but you would never have what it is that you truly deserve.” </strong> <br><br>Katherine laid there, quite happily, with Vivienne in her arms. <strong>“You will thank me for this some day, you are young and you heard a conversation about this, or saw a picture in a book and it made you wonder. I understand that, and I am happy that it was me to give you a small glimpse of it, but you deserve Henry Stuart, and you deserve to have all the things that I never will.” </strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 02:13:34</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: little after noon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>Katherine was quite right in saying that one day Vivienne wanted children, in fact she and Henry were talking about that. "Am I that transparent?" Vivienne smiled softly.<br><br>Vivienne turned a bit to face Katherine and thought about this. "I did hear our maids talking about it when I was younger, I think that, coupled with the fact that I've never really been around too many women, could be it." She knew that this was probably the reason, but once the thought was there, it wouldn't go away. <br><br>"Do you know how much longer you'll be staying here? I am going to miss you when you go."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 02:28:06</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lady Katherine Windsor<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> About 1pm<br><strong>What:</strong> Exploring<br><hr><br>Katherine laughed. <strong>“Well I don't plan on going anywhere any time soon Vivi. There is too much gossip that I would miss and to be honest I would rather like being here when you do start having children. And you aren't transparent, you are very complex, but I know your heart and while this is fun and I intend to enjoy you before you leave today..just being honest--”</strong> She laughed again, but it was short lived.<br><strong><br>“Umm Vivi..I think someone--”</strong> Katie's voice dropped as she came face to face with her greatest fear.<br><br><strong>“Your...Your Grace!” </strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 02:41:34</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor<br>When: early afternoon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>Vivienne smiled as Katherine said that she didn't plan on leaving very soon. Another shiver ran along her spine as Katie said she'd enjoy Vivienne before she left today. Her blood stopped cold in her veins as she heard Katherine address Henry. Oh good God, what was he doing home? Her eyes were glued to him. The anger and hurt in his eyes broke her heart, Vivienne didn't know that he'd been watching them.<br><br>She had nothing to say and could barely breathe, Vivienne just waited for him to say something. She wasn't going to say something until he did.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 03:03:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lord Henry Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Katherine's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne, Lady Katherine <br><strong>When:</strong> Early Afternoon<br><strong>What:</strong> Looking for answers<br><hr><br>Henry stood there silently for a moment before speaking. <strong>“How long has this been going on?”</strong> He knew what he had seen a short while before, but he didn't wish for the Ladies to know of that. He tried to ease the look on his face, though he could tell from the look on the ladies faces that his anger was showing through.<br><br><strong>“I came here to tell you news of Victoria, I thought perhaps you both would like to hear it, I was going to apologize for just walking in...”</strong> He shook his head as he looked at the two of them. <strong>“Do you love her?”</strong><br><br>Henry stepped a little closer as he looked at the two women.<strong> “Lady Windsor, you will not reply..I wish to hear it from Lady Vivienne. Lady Vivienne, you will remain in Lady Windsor's arms.”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 03:13:17</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor, Henry Stuart<br>When: early afternoon<br>What: tea and talking and more<br><br>Vivienne was more than a little confused when Henry told her to stay in Katherine's arms, she wasn't sure if he was keeping her there to where he wouldn't do something that he'd regret or some other reason. "Nothing has been going on. Today was the first time that even came close to anything. I couldn't do it though."<br><br>Her eyes went from Henry to Katie and back. "Not in the way I love you. I love Katherine as a friend." Vivienne did not know if this answer would satisfy her love, but it was all she had.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 03:26:33</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lord Henry Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Katherine's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne, Lady Katherine <br><strong>When:</strong> Early Afternoon<br><strong>What:</strong> Looking for answers<br><hr><br><strong>“Well I know how you loved me when we were just friends. It is still one of my fondest memories.”</strong> Hank had been told that this had been going on for months, someone was lying to him. This was still something that would land the ladies in jail, least one of them, but he wasn't going to pursue that, not yet.<br><br><strong>“So all the teas prior to today, they were just teas?”</strong> He looked at Katherine, then to Vivienne. <strong>“You have been good to me and my wife Lady Katherine, but this makes me wonder on your motives.”</strong> Hank moved to a chair and actually sat down, still looking at the two.<br><br><strong>“Are you happy in her arms? You look happy, well least other then the fear. ANSWER ME!”</strong> Hank tried to calm his voice as he looked to the two. <strong>“I apologize..I lost my temper.”</strong> <br><br>Hank was trying to process the picture before him, in spite of his words, he actually wasn't as bothered by it as he expected to be, they actually looked quite lovely laying there. <strong>“Kiss her <em>miel</em>.” &nbsp;</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 03:49:10</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor, Henry Stuart<br>When: early afternoon<br>What:Trying to give answers<br><br>"You were never just a friend to me, I loved you from the moment we first spoke." Vivienne kept her eyes trained on her husband. This was not a matter to take lightly, she understood that now.<br><br>Vivienne nodded in affirmation. "They were only teas. That is the truth." She thought about his next question, was she happy in the other woman's arms? This sounded like a trick question. "I'm going to be completely honest since you've asked. It's more of a freedom than a true happiness, it is hard to explain."<br><br>Now, Vivienne was confused. "I am confused." Oh, how she did want to kiss Katherine and Henry seemed to want her to but his earlier words and the anger in his voice made her pause.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 04:19:32</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lord Henry Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Katherine's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne, Lady Katherine <br><strong>When:</strong> Early Afternoon<br><strong>What:</strong> Looking for answers<br><hr><br>Hank stood up. <strong>“Are you?”</strong> He moved to the bed as he looked at the two women. He was fuming, and he was clear that it was showing, though he was trying to control it. <strong>“I will make it easier for you to understand.”</strong><br><br>He finally pulled Vivienne free from Katherine's hold, his grip was not soft as he pulled her off the bed.<br><strong>“Lady Katherine, my hospitality to have you reside here has ended. You will leave this home and are to never return. I was entertaining the idea of forcing you to be with me as punishment, but clearly my wife is unclear about how severe your transgression against me is. You will not speak, you will not take your things..you will dress and you will leave.” &nbsp;</strong> <br><br>Hank let go of Vivienne at that point. <strong>“Your belongings will be sent to your London home, but you will leave.” &nbsp;</strong> Hank's voice was stern, there was no joy in his words as he closed his eyes then continued. <strong>“We will speak no more of this or you will both reside in the Tower. That's the Tower of London in case you are confused about that as well.” &nbsp;</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 04:29:35</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor, Henry Stuart<br>When: early afternoon<br>What:Trying to give answers<br><br>Vivienne's mouth dropped open as the anger coming from her husband was palpable and he yanked her up from the bed. Henry had never treated her like this before. She just listened as Henry told Katherine that she was going to leave.<br><br>This was not wise but Vivienne could not stop herself. "Henry, please don't send her away. She is my only friend. I'll do anything that you want me to do. Just please let her stay." Her eyes pleaded with her husband as they shone with tears that were threatening to spill down her cheeks.<br><br>As he let go of her, Vivienne just looked at him and he was not the man that she'd fallen in love with. Was it her fault?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 04:43:23</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lord Henry Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Katherine's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne, Lady Katherine <br><strong>When:</strong> Early Afternoon<br><strong>What:</strong> Looking for answers<br><hr><br><strong>“My sister is your friend. You you plan to bed her as well?”</strong> His voice was cold, his heart had been broken. <strong>“I was warned once that you only think of yourself, I refused to think it true because I loved you. I still love you, but--”</strong> <br><br>Hank stopped his words, he was finding it hard to find them. Lady Katherine had yet to move other than to grab the blanket that was on the bed to cover herself.&nbsp; <strong>“Are you screwing Lord Henshaw as well? No wait..don't answer that—I know how you look at him—I have seen it for almost a year.”</strong> Hank backed away from Vivienne as he continued. <strong>“Our union means nothing to you. I have been faithful and all I have done was to give you a life I couldn't as a footman.”</strong> <br><br>The pain was clearly taking over the anger now. <strong>“You want her to stay? You really want that Vivienne? If she stays, I go—clearly despite your words of it only being friendship towards her, but I have friends and I have never shared a bed with them.” &nbsp;</strong> <br><br>The only solace in this moment was that Lady Katherine had listened to him and remained silent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 04:59:57</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor, Henry Stuart<br>When: early afternoon<br>What:Trying to give answers<br><br>"No, I do not wish to bed your sister. I have not been with anyone but you since our first time together. I've been faithful besides this one time and it never transgressed past kissing because I stopped it. I couldn't do it...I couldn't do it because I love you." His words about being warned made her stop in her tracks. "Warned? By whom?"<br><br>"No, I have not lain with Lord Henshaw. He has been trying hard to break me down, but I have not." She looked at him, the look of pain raw on her face and in her eyes. "I told you that I didn't need this life. I would have been more than happy to give everything up if it meant I'd have you."<br><br>She was desperately trying to save her marriage. "I want you to stay, <em>mon doux.</em> I love you." She stepped over to him and hesitantly pressed her hand to his heart then she took one of his hands slowly and pressed it against her heart. "My heart beats for you and only you."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 05:33:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lord Henry Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Katherine's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne, Lady Katherine <br><strong>When:</strong> Early Afternoon<br><strong>What:</strong> Looking for answers<br><hr><br>Henry kept his hand on Vivienne chest as he felt her heart beating. <strong>“It..this was the one thing I—I told you it was a betrayal of my love for you and—and still you pursued it.” &nbsp;</strong> Henry's hand lowered, but only slightly.<br><br><strong>“I received a letter shortly after we wed, I had to have it translated, so I took it to a priest of all people. It said you were selfish and only looking to be with me for my new station, that you had found out about my family and that—It doesn't matter now..” &nbsp;</strong> <br><br>Hank looked over to Lady Katherine who had moved from the bed when the focus was no longer on her and slipped into her dress, or most of it.<br><br><strong>“My heart beats for only you as well, that's why you are not on your way you jail.”</strong> He looked at Katherine, his eyes hard. <strong>“You have one hour to get to your carriage and leave.”</strong> Hank dropped his hand at that point, the sound that came from him was clearly one of heartbreak.<br><br><strong>“It was the only thing I asked of you.”</strong> Hank bowed his head as he walked out of the bedroom, back to the parlor. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 05:49:20</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor, Henry Stuart<br>When: early afternoon<br>What:Trying to give answers<br><br>"I know and I am sorry. I did not mean for anything to happen. If I was actively pursuing it, I would have done it a long time ago. Does it not mean anything that I stopped it?" Hank couldn't feel it but she could distinctly feel her heart breaking into shards of glass, she knew it wasn't actually a physical thing but it was hard to breathe. It hurt.<br><br>"You're right, it doesn't matter unless you believe whomever sent you that letter? Do you? Was it in French?" If it had been in French then Vivienne knew who had sent it.<br><br>Her eyes moved to Katherine and there was an apologetic look in her eyes. 'I am sorry.' She mouthed to the only true friend she'd had in the longest time and it pained her that Katie wasn't going to be around anymore.<br><br>Vivienne pulled her dress back on and followed her husband.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 06:15:49</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lord Henry Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Katherine's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne, Lady Katherine <br><strong>When:</strong> Early Afternoon<br><strong>What:</strong> Looking for answers<br><hr><br><strong>“French? Yeah I suppose it was. I don't know..it wasn't in English.”</strong> Hank replied as he looked at Vivienne. <strong>“If I thought it were true, I would have ended the marriage long ago.”</strong> He sighed. <br><br><strong>“As for the fact that you stopped.”</strong> He sighed again. <strong>“It's the only reason I am still talking to you. We never speak of it again, once we leave this room, it never happened.”</strong> Henry truly believed that was the best thing to be done. <strong>“I could have had her removed without you knowing it, but I fear you had to see it yourself to understand.”</strong><br><br>Hank watched as Katherine took her leave, it was clear she wanted to speak to Vivienne, but honored his words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 06:33:30</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor, Henry Stuart<br>When: early afternoon<br>What:Trying to give answers<br><br>"It probably was and if so, I know who sent it." Vivienne was glad that he hadn't believed it. "It was more than likely my father."<br><br>Vivienne listened to her husband's words and knew he thought it was the best thing to do, but now she was going to explode. Suppressing these urges and not letting her get them out at all was the worst possible thing for Vivienne. "You have to know that I've tried to rid myself of these thoughts, but they are not something easily shoved to the back of my mind. I am trying." She didn't respond to his comment about her having to see it to understand. <br><br>Vivienne's eyes moved to Katherine and met Katie's eyes. There was a solemn look on her face, there was so much she wanted to say to the other woman. It was likely that she'd never be able to see or speak to Katherine again.<br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 06:57:58</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lord Henry Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Katherine's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne, Lady Katherine <br><strong>When:</strong> Early Afternoon<br><strong>What:</strong> Looking for answers<br><hr><br>Hank nodded. He didn't reply as he kissed Vivienne, though for the first time ever his heart wasn't in it. Finally he said simply. <strong>“I know.” &nbsp;</strong> <br><br>Hank moved to sit down. <strong>“I should have just sent her away, but I have tried to tell you it's dangerous and you refuse to listen..maybe things are different in France, but this isn't France—Why would your father do such a thing? The letter I mean. A Duke is more prestigious than what Greymore is, clearly he would approve of the elevation.”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 07:09:55</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor, Henry Stuart<br>When: early afternoon<br>What:Trying to give answers<br><br>Vivienne could feel that his heart wasn't in the kiss but it was better than him not speaking to her so she kissed him back. "Because he wants to hurt me. He is not a good man. He wants to hurt me because now he has to pay his debts, he doesn't have a daughter to force men on now." She was angry, but fortunately better at hiding it than her husband. She hadn't meant to say that about why her father wanted to hurt her, but it was out there now and she couldn't take it back.<br><br>Vivienne did not sit, she stayed standing. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 07:36:12</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Lord Henry Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Katherine's bedroom<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Vivienne, Lady Katherine <br><strong>When:</strong> Early Afternoon<br><strong>What:</strong> Looking for answers<br><hr><br><strong>“You told me about that. It still saddens me.”</strong> Hank stood up. <strong>“I have a meeting in town to attend, something about Greymore's uncle in Devonshire.”</strong><br><br>He looked at Vivienne as she stood there. <strong>“I do not know when I will return.” &nbsp;</strong> Hank stopped speaking when he heard a knock on the door. <br><br><strong>“Your Grace, Jennings as seen to Lady Windsor's carriage, she is requesting a driver.” &nbsp;</strong> <br><br>Henry sighed. <strong>“Very well..send Roberts with her. See he finds a hotel and I will see he is brought home in the morning.”</strong> <br><br>Henry turned to open the door to the parlor.<strong> “I will get something to eat at the Inn.” &nbsp;</strong> He didn't wait for a reply as he left, though if he were eating at the Inn, he was not returning soon at all.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 07:48:34</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's bedroom<br>With: Katherine Windsor, Henry Stuart<br>When: early afternoon<br>What:Trying to give answers<br><br>Vivienne knew when Henry said that he'd get something eat at the Inn, that he;d not be returning home for a while. She knew it wasn't just because of the meeting, he wanted to get away from her. She knew that she had made him mad, but she was mad too. He was rarely home and besides managing the housekeeper, cook, and maids, Vivienne was bored. She didn't even have her teas with Katie anymore.<br><br>At least Victoria would be there soon, Vivienne could use the company. She had to be careful not to look at her too long or else Hank accuse her of planning to sleep with his sister.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>02-10-2012, 00:23:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/AndrewCromwell.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Andrew Cromwell<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors suite<br><strong>With:</strong> Alone<br><strong>When:</strong> about 2pm<br><strong>What:</strong> snooping<br><hr><br>Cromwell was getting a full head from all the information he was gathering, he waited until the room finally went silent before opening the panel. He hadn't expected the Duke to act so fast, but it really didn't bother him much, it wasn't his to worry about, though he did understand the mans problem.<br><br>He stepped into the room, the first thing he noted was “<em>the Manipulator</em>” closer examination would show a small sign on it. <em>'To Katherine with love CH'</em>. He had no idea who CH was, but they must have liked her a heck of a lot. He scanned the room, their were valuables that he could take, but to discern what where Lady Katherine's and what belonged to the Stuarts would have been hard to imagine.<br><br>He was in the room for about five moments before spotting Lady Vivienne's forgotten garments. He lifted them up and brought them to his nose as he growled. “I hope her father appreciates all I have done for him.” He muttered to himself as he closed his eyes and just inhaled.<br><br>Cromwell did that for about two or three minutes before he took the bloomers with him, retreating back to the passage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 03:58:31</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's sitting room<br>With: presumably Katherine Windsor<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What:Looking for Katie<br><br>Vivienne was holding her dress up as she walked through the halls to Katherine's rooms. Oh, she hoped it was her friend but she feared that if it was and Katie was found out that she wouldn't just be sent away this time.<br><br>She walked into Katherine's sitting room and looked around. "Katie, are you here?" It was a loud whisper.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 04:13:32</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/AndrewCromwell.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Andrew Cromwell<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> Half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> French cuisine<br><hr><br>Cromwell had had enough of people calling him names and telling him what do do. He had had enough of people locking doors on him and trying to keep secrets from him. How was he suppose to know what was going on so he could sell the secrets to the highest bidder if people tried to hide things.<br><br>Vic spoke to him like he was barely human, the ladies in the house looked at him like he was going to rob them. He had watched Vivienne earlier and it gave him ideas, and the American woman had charged him to take action, it was only a matter of what that action would be, surely the french tart's father wouldn't care, he had sent him ahead any way, so what if he took his payment out on the girl, who could blame him for that?<br><br>The note was easy to forge, it didn't matter even if it was Windsor's hand. The test was on if the woman would stay where she belonged, which was Vic's bed, or if she would search out the other woman. The tart proved his thoughts right when she entered the room.<br><br>He moved in behind Vivienne as he grabbed her, his hand going over her mouth as he held her tight, his free hand moving under the open dress as he grabbed a handful of breast as he pushed the beauty towards a table in the room. She would struggle, at first, but hard to hurt a moving target.<br><br><strong>“You don't remember me..do you you french whore!”</strong> He snapped as he slammed Vivienne over the table, not hard but her butt was at the perfect level for his intentions. <strong>“How could you forget Andre LeFuer? How could you forget the best friend of your father?...He promised me your pussy...you little tart..now I am going to collect!”</strong> <br><br>Cromwell ripped at her dress with his free hand, his other pinning her to the table until he could use his body against her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 04:33:45</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Andrew Cromwell<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>Vivienne's eyes widened in surprise and fear as a hand was clamped over her mouth. She knew, at once, that it was Cromwell and she bit down on his hand, trying her best to get out of his grip but the man was stronger than she was. Hot tears were so close to falling down her cheeks, she knew that the man was going to rape her.<br><br>She was slammed over the table and was sick to her stomach as she felt his body against hers. When he spoke, Vivienne immediately remembered who he was and why he'd looked so familiar to her, also why she instantly disliked him from the moment that they'd met. "Oh, that's why I've been disgusted by you ever since you arrived." Her father had told him that he could take her virginity, she hated the man even more now and would let him know when he got to Westinghouse. "My husband may not be happy with me but he is going to kill you when he finds out what you've done."<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 04:46:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/AndrewCromwell.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Andrew Cromwell<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> Half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> French cuisine<br><hr><br><strong>“That is assuming he believes a word you say after your little romp with the, well whatever you call her.” &nbsp;</strong> He snapped as he kicked Vivienne's feet apart slightly as he grabbed himself and thrust himself into her depths.<br><br><strong>“You deserve this you know..you are nothing more than a whore and when your father gets here in the morning..we will see to it that you are again.”</strong> He picked up his pace as he started to pound Vivienne into the table. <strong>“We planned to sell you to a man in London, but now we can get double because we can sell you for use with women too..”</strong> He laughed as he grabbed Vivienne's hips. <strong>“The Duke isn't here to stop you now, no one will care...Duchess..this is just the beginning of my plans for you.”</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 05:01:13</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Andrew Cromwell<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>It didn't hurt when he shoved himself inside of her but tears were still flowing from her eyes. At the mention of her father and making sure she'd be a whore, Vivienne just froze...not moving at all. She'd known that Henry hadn't sent for him, it was Cromwell and if Cromwell was behind that, did Victor know anything of it? Was he a part of it? She was rethinking the past year of her life now, she should have just stayed married to Archibald. Vivienne would have been unhappy, but that was better than the only man she'd ever loved being heartbroken and turning cold.<br><br>She screwed her eyes shut tightly and just wished this would be over soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 05:13:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/AndrewCromwell.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Andrew Cromwell<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> Half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> French cuisine<br><hr><br>Cromwell pumped his hips faster as he grabbed Vivienne's hair. <strong>“I have waited so long for this..so long.”</strong> He said as he pulled her hair a little harder, <strong>"I have already gotten permission to take you and hold you for ransom..oh we are going to be the bes....best of friends in this..”</strong> He laughed as he worked himself in deeper, knowing if she spoke, moans would follow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 05:25:50</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Andrew Cromwell<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>Everything was starting to feel good but Vivienne was going to try her best not to give him the satisfaction of hearing sounds of pleasure from her lips. "You won't get away with this and neither will my father."&nbsp; Her eyes were open as she spoke.<br><br>Vivienne bit down at her lip until blood was trickling down her chin. She knew he was going to finish inside of her and the thought of possibly ending up pregnant by the man made her want to vomit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 05:38:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/AndrewCromwell.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Andrew Cromwell<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> Half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> French cuisine<br><hr><br>“We already have.” &nbsp;Cromwell snapped as he laughed. “It's only a matter of time before no one believes a word that comes out of your lips.” He smacked Vivienne's hip as he grabbed her breast with his other hand. “There is nothing like a Duchess..” He laughed some more as he pulled Vivienne's hair a bit more.<br><br>“Do you like this..or shall I really get rough?” He had watched Vivienne too many time in France and some with Hank, though Hank was not very inventive. He knew she wanted it fast and hard. She craved it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 05:53:39</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Andrew Cromwell<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>"Just finish already and get out." Vivienne just wanted this to be over, she may have enjoyed this kind of treatment if it was Victor and not this man. She struggled against him, trying to get out from underneath him. How did her life turn into this? All she'd wanted to do was be a good wife then they'd been invited to the Henshaw party, things had started unraveling that weekend. <br><br>She didn't answer his question, even though he was right about how she wanted it.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 19:09:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/AndrewCromwell.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Andrew Cromwell<br><strong>Where:</strong>Lady Windsor's former rooms <br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> enjoying himself<br><hr><br>Cromwell ignored Vivienne's words as he continued to thrust himself in and out of her, he was pacing himself, controlling his action so drag it out as long as he could, he wanted her to feel his seed deep inside her, but only after he had enjoyed her as was ready to end, she was his payment and he would use this as his way to have her, secretly it it must be so, he knew after today no one would believe her lips, she was slowly going to lose the love of Henry and if she insisted on pursuing Lady Katherine, perhaps sooner than she hoped, her arrival to the room proved his point on that. She should have stayed in Vic's bed and waited for him to return, Cromwell would have still claimed her, but least if she was with his current, though pretend master, he could have waited, this was a test and she had failed.<br><br>Cromwell picked up his pace as he smacked Vivienne's hip again. “Do you want me to tie you up?..hmm my little french tart..shall I blind fold you and tie you up?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 20:17:21</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Andrew Cromwell<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>"If you don't want me to kill you after you're done, you damn well better." Vivienne probably shouldn't have said that, but she couldn't help it. She did have her father's temper. She did not want to feel him inside of her anymore and knew it was a battle she was going to lose but she still tried to get away from Cromwell. <br><br>She should have listened to her gut and stayed in Victor's bed. At least she'd burned the note that had been slipped underneath the door so Victor wouldn't know the real reason she'd left.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 20:28:29</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/AndrewCromwell.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Andrew Cromwell<br><strong>Where:</strong>Lady Windsor's former rooms <br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> enjoying himself<br><hr><br>Cromwell laughed as he he heard the secret door to the room open. It was a sound that only he knew, so he doubted that Vivienne would be noticed it, plus they were making a bit of noise between them.<br><br>“This is why I like you..there is fire in you..” Cromwell laughed as he looked over his shoulder..<br><br>“Tart..this is Nick Shanks, Cock and Frankie.. Say hello to your new friends.” He laughed as he picked his pace back up, leaning over Vivienne as he whispered in her ear. “Cock is ten inches long..how about a little taste of that..hmmm?” &nbsp;<br><br>On the bright side the other guy wasn't totally bad looking so she might enjoy it...<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br>Cock looked at the woman that was being pounded into the table as he removed his pants, letting her come face to face with his organ. "What say you miss? Can I get a job here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 20:47:35</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Andrew Cromwell<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>Vivienne hadn't heard the secret door open and was horrified to see three men come into the room. She instantly knew what was going to happen to her and was seriously regretting coming into these rooms.&nbsp; <br><br>The thought of ten inches did excite her, but on her terms, not theirs. The man wasn't ugly but still she didn't want him near her. "I dare you to. I will bite it off."<br><br>Her eyes were full of outrage at what was happening to her as she stared Cock down.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 21:15:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> CockRobin<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms <br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell, Nick, Frankie<br><hr><br>Robin laughed a little, but mostly at her spirit. “Who said I was going to put it in your mouth?” &nbsp;He leaned over to look in Vivienne's catching the glint in her blue eyes as Cromwell picked up is pace behind her.<br><br>“Do you like how he paces himself?” He asked softly as he reached out to touch her face. “You are very pretty..Don't make Nicky cut your pretty face.” &nbsp;<br><br>The other two men left out of the conversation where scanning the room, clearly looking for valuables. “Andy...I think she likes it more than he is letting on..” He looked at Cromwell, then back to Vivienne, then help up some leather strapping. “Ever been whipped?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 21:34:13</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>Vivienne glared at him as he leaned over to look into her eyes. "Why are you doing this?" As she heard his comment about someone cutting her face, Vivienne glanced over at the other two men before looking back to Robin. "Won't get much money for what Cromwell and my father have planned if I have a scar on my face."<br><br>She knew that even if she screamed as loud as she could that Victor probably wouldn't hear her. Vivienne had heard his voice when he was talking to the American woman, he was infatuated and it hurt to think that he knew, or he thought, that she was waiting for him in his bed but he didn't seem to care because a pretty girl walked into his rooms.<br><br>The look in her eyes as she was asked if she'd ever been whipped was all the answer the man would need. It was a look of shock and slight fear.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 02:47:45</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> CockRobin<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell, Nick, Frankie<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><hr><br>Robin smiled as he looked at the woman, she really had no idea what was planned for her, she would be the first, the first to truly test the drug that they wanted to distribute to the masses, the formula was simple, or so it seemed and the man creating it had perfected it into doses, it had been tested on those with reclusive natures, but those with a normal sex drive, oh those where the ones that had yet to reap the benefits of it.<br><br>Nick approached at that moment. <strong>“Yer rabbit and pork too much.”</strong> He grabbed Vivienne's face, forcing her mouth open as he forced a pill down her throat. <strong>“Maybe yer and Andy need ter swap places.”</strong> He didn't stay there though, was just getting tired of the go between.<br><br>Cromwell actually stopped his thrusts as he heard Nick, but held Vivienne down as Robin and he swapped places. “Side's I want ta hear ya crying out as I fuck ya.” Robin said as he didn't hesitate to take over for Cromwell, the woman's words had sealed that fate.<br><br>He eased himself into Vivienne, she was tight and he liked that, but most were at his size, he was well proportioned, but still she would feel it well. “Got a job here yet Miss?” &nbsp;He wasn't going to give her the luxury of calling her Lady, not yet. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 03:26:59</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>Vivienne just wanted this to be over, she had never been this humiliated in her entire life. Not even in France when she'd had to settle her father's debts, at least most of those men had been nice about it. When the man, Nick apparently, forced her mouth open to shove a pill into her mouth, Vivienne tried to bite him but his hand pulled out of her mouth too soon.<br><br>The pill tasted horrible and it was either let it dissolve in her mouth or swallow it so she had to swallow it. She was disgusted by the fact that she actually seemed to like this on a basic level and she felt sick. The tears weren't stopping now and sobs escaped from her. <br><br>It was a relief that Robin eased himself inside of her but it was bigger than she'd ever had so it still hurt a little. A gasp mixed with a groan came from between her lips. It was starting to feel good, damn, she wanted it to stop but she didn't want it to stop. She felt something changing inside of her though. What in the hell was in that pill? At his question, Vivienne bit at the inside of her cheek to stop from telling him off. That would only make it worse.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 03:51:28</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> CockRobin<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell, Nick, Frankie<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><hr><br>Robin was kind in the respect that he didn't pick up his pace as he thrust his hips in and out, he grabbed Vivienne's hips to pace himself but he he was least not working her body harshly, yet.<br><br>He suspected that, though her words were denying it, that something in this woman was enjoying it, there had to be a reason that Cromwell contacted Nick. Nick was responsible for Frankie and he being there and he suspected, though he would not ask, but he suspected that no one was aware they where there.<br><br>“Damn fine pussy.” He said as his voice grew husky as his heart rate rose. He kept his words few, but he knew it would be a matter of time before this woman would be begging for more. He didn't know what was in the pills, he didn't know who the creator was, but she would be addicted, not only to the pill but to the feeling soon enough. The few that had taken it, that he had been told about proved that.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 04:21:26</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>At least this man was better than Cromwell, both size and not giving her too much to handle right off the bat. Vivienne was really starting to enjoy this, but what scared her most was the sensations running through her mind and her body. It felt like she couldn't get enough and that caused a conflict within her.<em> Oh, no, please don't.</em> was what she was thinking as she felt an orgasm building up. Just because she was starting to enjoy it didn't mean that she'd feel the same way afterwards.<br><br>She was hoping that they'd just leave after they were done with her but knew that wouldn't be the case. "I know you all are going to take me somewhere because Cromwell alluded to that fact but just let me see my husband one more time."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 04:36:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> CockRobin<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell, Nick, Frankie<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><hr><br>“That's not up to me.” &nbsp;Robin leaned over Vivienne as he finally picked up his pace. “You're close aren't ya?” He smiled as he whispered in her ear. “Just let yourself enough me and we could do this whenever you want..”<br><br>Robin watched as Cromwell slipped his clothes on, he was talking to the other two, who were still in their clothes, though they were looking at Vivienne, but clearly talking about more than here. Frankie was the first to leave, back through the panel though it was hidden from their view.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 05:11:26</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>"Please, just tell me what you're going to do with me. I cannot help you with what you want unless I can speak with my husband." Vivienne just wanted to run to Henry, beg for forgiveness, not try to explain anything, and just she wanted to feel the security she'd always felt around him. <br><br>Her body was betraying her as her hips shook a little, her back was arching back against him, and the walls of her pussy were tightening around him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 05:22:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/NickShanks.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nick Shanks<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell, Robin, Frankie<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><hr><br>Nick heard Vivienne's request, but he also saw the effect that Robin was having on her, she was so very close that it was evident. <strong>“Yer want ter see your ole man?”</strong> He said as he moved to stand in front of Vivienne looking in her face. <strong>“Do yer like CockRobin 'ere, isit? I forbid yer from cummin', yer cum and I kill yor precious ole man.”</strong> <br><br>He smiled as he slapped Vivienne across the face, not hard but hard enough.<strong> “Duke or not he'll die just the same.” &nbsp;</strong> 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 05:34:16</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>As Nick started speaking about killing Henry if she came, Vivienne clenched her thighs together as much as she could trying to hold off for as long as she could. He looked like the type of man who kept his word about things like that. She loved her husband so much that it hurt for him to be so upset with her and she didn't want him to die.<br><br>The man slapped her across the face, it wasn't hard enough to do a lot of damage but Vivienne could feel her face turning red from it. She had to bite her tongue so she wouldn't say something that could make things worse for Henry.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 05:45:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/NickShanks.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nick Shanks<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell, Robin, Frankie<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><hr><br><strong>“Do yer like CockRobin, isit? Don't make me repeat meself again.”</strong> Nick watched as Frankie returned.<br><br><strong>“Do yer want 'im ter wotch as me men fuck yer, isit? Is that wot yet wot, isit?”</strong> He smiled as he undid his pants, removing himself as he shoved himself in Vivienne's mouth. She wouldn't be able to bite down on him, the pill had to be taking effect and Robin was clearly getting her her. <br><br><strong>“Suck..”</strong> He laughed lightly as he grabbed Vivienne's hair as he looked at Robin,<strong> “Pick up yor pace me boy.”</strong> 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 16:56:57</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>"I do." Vivienne wasn't going to answer that question but she was afraid of what the man would do. Those second questions, she didn't answer. No, she didn't want him watching. Men? There was going to be another man, the pill may have been taking effect but she still wanted it to just stop. <br><br>Before she could even think anything else, Nick shoved his cock into her mouth. Vivienne had no choice but to suck as he'd commanded. His words to Robin about picking up his pace made her clench her thighs together again, as hard as she could. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 17:22:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/NickShanks.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nick Shanks<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell, Frankie and Robin<br><strong>When:</strong> Half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> Testing the merchandise<br><hr><br><strong>“Yer 'have an magic North and South tart.”</strong> Nick said as he grabbed Vivienne's hair, as he forced himself in deeper.<br><br>Robin was doing as he was told, pumping faster than he was, but it was still controlled, he was clearly enjoying the woman himself.<br><br><strong>“Evar 'ad free at once, eh, miss? Wot yer fink about Cromwell fillin' yor ass wile Cock takes yor pussy and I keep yor Noth and South at work?”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 02:45:54</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>There was a little gagging as Nick forced himself into Vivienne's mouth deeper but not as much as would be expected. She did have that unsavory history behind her. She screwed her eyes closed as Robin started pumping away faster and a little harder, it did feel amazing but she didn't want to climax and possibly have the man inside her mouth kill her husband.<br><br>At hearing words of Cromwell taking her ass, Vivienne tried to pull her mouth of Nick and inadvertently pushed herself further onto Robin. She didn't want that disgusting man to do something that the love of her life hadn't done yet. "Just leave me alone please." Her words were not what her body was screaming but her heart and mind just wanted them to go away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 04:35:43</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/NickShanks.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nick Shanks<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell, Frankie and Robin<br><strong>When:</strong> Half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> Testing the merchandise<br><hr><br>Nick laughed as he removed himself from Vivienne's mouth. <strong>“Yer didn't answer the question.”</strong> He laughed as he grabbed Vivienne's hair, lifting her head to look at him, the action arching her back.<br><br><strong>“Frankie come over 'ere and feel this tart's North and South now wait, right, I 'ave a better idea.”</strong> He laughed again as he took his free hand to grabbed Vivienne's swaying breast. <strong>“Do yer want CockRobin ter fuck yer in a bed, 'ave a lookin' at 'im as 'e makes yer cum?”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 05:17:45</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>Vivienne didn't really know what to say so she just said something from the top of her head. "Wouldn't want to damage the merchandise now, would we?" It was a dangerous game that she was playing but she didn't know what to do.<br><br>When he grabbed her breast roughly, she couldn't stop the words from leaving her mouth. "Customers don't want to buy bruised goods, get your damned hands off of me." Vivienne hoped that he wouldn't react too badly to that, but she was doubtful.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 05:55:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Robin Thatcher<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell, Nick, Frankie<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> a thought<br><hr><br>Robin was driving himself nuts as he worked Vivienne. Nick had included himself and while he expected it, it wasn't helping his situation at all, he actually wanted to have her cum, he was pretty sure it would be explosive, especially with her being denied as she had been.<br><br><strong>“Nick..If I might...”</strong> He said as he smacked Vivienne's ass as he picked up his pace. <strong>“Perhaps if you let me have her alone, she will be more compliant..we know what we want of her and having a Duchess in our group will help in what we want to do..will it not?”</strong><br><br>Nick looked at the other man, backing off Vivienne. He didn't say anything, but he waved the other, minus Cromwell to leave.<br><br><strong>“Yer 'ave one 'our or we 'unt dahn the Duke. Cromwell will report ter me.”</strong>&nbsp; Nick said as Frankie who had actually done very little left. Nick ran his finger across his throat as he gave the command to kill her if necessary as well.<br><br>Robin sighed in relief as he looked at Cromwell. <strong>“You have some where else to be, Andy?”</strong> He asked as he leaned over Vivienne. <strong>“Where can he go?..other than Hell?"</strong> He laughed as he smacked Vivienne's hip again like he was saying something else to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 06:17:53</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: half past 4pm<br>What: A terrible surprise<br><br>Vivienne was very relieved when Nick backed off, a sigh of relief left her lips but the smacking of her ass and Robin's words still made her nervous. Her breath caught in her throat, and it was audible, as Nick said they had one hour before they hunted Henry down. That would be the one way she'd actually agree to do whatever they wanted her to.&nbsp; If any harm came to her husband because of her, Vivienne didn't know what she'd do.<br><br>"Shouldn't you be getting back to Victor? He's probably wondering where you've run off to." She said to Cromwell softly but he would be able to hear her. <em>I'm quite sure he doesn't care where I am,</em> was what she was thinking. <br><br>She held her breath until the other three left and she remained with Robin. What was he going to do to her?<br><br>"Please don't kill my husband. I will do whatever you want, just please."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 06:34:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Robin Thatcher<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> a thought<br><hr><br><br>Robin waited for Cromwell to take the hint. He didn't. <strong>“Is there a bedroom to these rooms.”</strong> He leaned over Vivienne again as he worked in deeper. <strong>“I have no intent to see you or the Duke hurt.” &nbsp;</strong> <br><br>He looked at Cromwell again as he hoped the man would take the hint. <strong>“Go man..Nick will handle things, but we have to get the lass on our side.”</strong> <br><br>Cromwell was obviously wanting to finish what he has started with Vivienne, that had to be what it was. <strong>“GO Man!”</strong> 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 06:47:59</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: almost 5pm<br>What: A bit of relief<br><br>Vivienne sighed as Cromwell did not leave. She pointed towards the bedroom after his question. She was starting to feel a little better as Robin said that he meant no harm to her or Henry. Him working himself into her deeper did bring a moan from her, as much as she didn't want it to.<br><br>"I am still the Lady of this house, Cromwell. Leave us." Her voice had a commanding quality to it, Vivienne wanted to know what was going on and Robin was her best bet. She wasn't comfortable speaking freely around that man, especially now that she knew who he really was.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 07:01:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Robin Thatcher<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> a thought<br><hr><br><br>Finally Cromwell moved for the door, the panel had been closed and there was no sign as to where it was actually located. When Cromwell left the room, Robin slowed his pace. “Do you want me to finish?” He knew the woman was close, and it had to be suddenly clear that he was not part of the group that was just there.<br><br>“I can explain, but not here..” He said as he actually leaned over and kissed Vivienne. “You deserve that much, you have been wonderful for the nasty bit that this has been.” &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 07:14:10</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With: Cromwell, Nick, Frankie, Robin<br>When: almost 5pm<br>What: A bit of relief<br><br>Vivienne's body was screaming at her to tell him to finish, but she was just plain tired. "My body wants you to finish, but my mind is just exhausted. I have had an awfully trying day."<br><br>Explain? Vivienne was confused again, what was there to explain? Oh, she just wanted to sleep and let her mind rest. This was all just too much. "I do want an explanation, where can you explain it?"/color]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 07:21:58</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Robin Thatcher<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne, Cromwell<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> a thought<br><hr><br>Robin picked up his pace, as he heard Vivienne's words, he wasn't going to let this woman's body suffer for the rest if he could help it. He grabbed her hips as he worked in and out of her as he had, the pace was a slight harsher than it had been, but only so that the effect would be powerful when it hit.<br><br>“This room his full of passages where Cromwell watches..” He said as his voice grew husky. He was pacing his release again so he could contain it. “This is not a safe room, but I need to speak to you and if you can arrange---it the master of this house.” His voice was barely a whisper as he leaned over Vivienne. “Robert Thatcher, Scotland Yard.” He said as he introduced himself.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 07:36:54</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With:&nbsp; Robin<br>When: almost 5pm<br>What: A bit of relief<br><br>His movements inside of her were more powerful and they were having the effect they were supposed to. She had been so close already and it would be a relief to be able to have a release.<br><br>"Oh, so that's how Henry knew..." Her words were more of a murmur to herself. "My husband is away on business, at the moment, and not very pleased with me but I will try."<br><br>A smile came to her lips as he introduced himself, he was the law and that was some more relief. "Vivienne Stuart. Duchess of Albany and York. Lady Greymore before that and Vivienne Moreau before that." It wasn't far from common knowledge that she'd been divorced and remarried, it had been quite the scandal and cause of rumors around England.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 07:54:48</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Robin Thatcher<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne<br><strong>When:</strong> half past four<br><strong>What:</strong> a thought<br><hr><br>Robin picked up his pace. “We need a safe place to go..do you want to continue this, milady?” He asked finally showing her the respect her position deserved.” He raised Vivienne up slightly. “I can't seem to stop myself..” He laughed lightly as he kissed the woman again, his hand raising to her breast.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 08:24:19</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With:&nbsp; Robin<br>When: almost 5pm<br>What: A bit of relief<br><br>Vivienne was grateful for the respect shown to her and she smiled. "Thank you for that tiny bit of respect. We can continue but it probably will not take long." She wasn't sure when her husband would be back and Victor, well Victor, probably didn't even know that she was gone so he found it perfectly acceptable to keep her waiting for almost an hour when she'd finally succumbed to his advances. If he knew she was gone, he hadn't bothered looking for her. Either way, it would be a good while before she weakened so much around him. <br><br>Her breath became shallow and faster as her body geared up for an intense orgasm. A couple of minutes later, her body was trembling underneath Robin and she came for him, hard.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 16:24:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Robin Thatcher<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors former room<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne<br><strong>When:</strong> About 5pm<br><strong>What:</strong> taking a chance<br><hr><br><strong>“Milady are the stories that Cromwell spoke of your life in France true?”</strong> Robin asked as he removed himself from Vivienne, he had not found his own release, but he was happy that she had found hers, that was his major concern at that moment.<br><br>He looked about the room slightly, finally seeing something that might assist in their being able to talk. He was still erect so it would be clear that he would need to relieve himself, but he moved to the manipulator and turned it on, the sound filling the room, it was indeed loud. <strong>“Interesting contraption you have here..”</strong> He said as he turned to Vivienne. <strong>“Perhaps it will allow us to talk.” &nbsp;</strong> He had forgotten about the pill that she had been forced to take a bit before.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 16:39:31</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former sitting room<br>With:&nbsp; Robin<br>When: almost 5pm<br>What: A bit of relief<br><br>Honestly, Vivienne had forgotten about the pill as well. She nodded softly as he asked her about her past in France. "Yes, but not by choice." <br><br>Her eyes found the manipulator at around the same time and it did bring a blush to her face. This man had just been inside of her, but still, this embarrassed her. "It was a friend's." She murmured softly before looking at Robin. "What do you need to talk to me about?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>12-10-2012, 06:20:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Robin Thatcher<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors former room<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne<br><strong>When:</strong> About 5pm<br><strong>What:</strong> taking a chance<br><hr><br>Robin took a little step away from the loudly humming machine, it was interesting to watch it move, he only could surmise that it actually was used for, but the rod that was attached to it and the shape of the item attached to it left little to really wonder about.<br><br><strong>“Scotland Yard is investigating the distribution of a new drug and we traced it to Nicolas Shanks, the man that..had you..well..what you did. We are trying to find out who he gets it from and our investigation led us here, me here, but there is nothing here that shows the slightest evidence of even a laboratory.”</strong><br><br>Robin looked around the room a little as he looked to Vivienne again. <strong>“We thought about replacing someone with a double, or placing someone in the household, but it's not easy to replace a noble, so we settled on hired help.”</strong> <br><br>He stopped talking, his finger toughing the vibrating shaft, then just as quickly removing it. <strong>“What on earth does this thing do?”</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>13-10-2012, 06:18:16</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Vivienne Stuart<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsor's former rooms<br><strong>With:</strong> Robin<br><strong>When:</strong> About 5pm<br><strong>What:</strong> talking<br><br>Vivienne saw his eyes being drawn towards the machine and she had to smile. His question surprised her, wasn't it obvious?<br><br>"Yeah, I don't like him." She laughed softly. "Oh? What's the nature of the drug? I know one of you said something about eradicating inhibitions or something like that but what else?" Her mind was suddenly taken back to the vitamins that Archie had developed and been taking for God knows how long, but he wouldn't be distributing them. At least not knowingly. She did know her former husband that well. Vivienne knew she should probably say something but she wasn't going to do that to Archie, she couldn't. He was still in her heart, even if it wasn't the 'in love with him' way. <br><br>"I can assure you that nothing like that is being made here and going with hired help does seem like it would be easier. I will try to speak with my husband about it when he returns but, as I said, he is not happy with me right now." <br><br>She watched as he touched the vibrating shaft but then pulled his finger back quickly. "I don't know much about it myself, but what do you think it does?"<br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>18-10-2012, 02:02:02</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Robin Thatcher<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors former room<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne<br><strong>When:</strong> About 5pm<br><strong>What:</strong> taking a chance<br><hr><br><strong>“I am afraid I can't really discuss what we think it does because it might hamper the investigation.” &nbsp;</strong> Robin said as he touched The Manipulator again. <strong>“I was speaking of the drug.”</strong> He glanced to Vivienne, <strong>“As for this, I suspect it's something to bring a climax of some sort.” &nbsp;</strong> <br><br>What Robin wondered was what exactly it was that Vivienne was given, for if she had been given the drug in question, she should be all over him wanting to continue what they had been doing, but instead, she seemed quite controlled. Perhaps it was a delayed reaction, or it was a test of his loyalty to Nick, in which case he might have just shown his hand. That in itself could have been a deadly mistake.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>22-10-2012, 22:35:22</strong>
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				(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former rooms<br>With: Robin<br>When: about 5pm<br>What: talking<br><br>"I have no want to hamper your investigation. I am just curious about what this drug that was forced down my throat is going to do. I'll do everything I can to ensure that my husband will help you." Vivienne sighed softly, she just wanted Hank to come back. She'd never liked being away from him and even with him being furious, she wanted him here. She could feel the drug tugging its way through her but was fighting it. The only person she wanted to do anything sexual with right now was her husband, if he would even look at her when he returned. Which could be days from now. <br><br>"I can feel it doing something inside of me but I have had a really long and rough day. I'm simply too tired to let it do whatever its meant to do."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>03-11-2012, 03:12:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Robin Thatcher<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors former room<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne<br><strong>When:</strong> About 5pm<br><strong>What:</strong> taking a chance<br><hr><br>Robin could tell that Vivienne was being honest, had that skill and was happy that he did because they were all in a lot of danger if the wrong people found out about various things.<br><br>"How about if we go and lay down. If it is the substance I thought it was, then putting you in a bed will be a good choice, because you are going to possibly need to be tied up to keep you from every man in the house." Robin thought for a moment about telling her about how Scotland Yard was brought to the matter. He wasn't ready just yet, but he was considering it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>07-11-2012, 18:58:00</strong>
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				<br>(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)<br><br>Who: Vivienne Stuart<br>Where: Lady Windsor's former rooms<br>With: Robin<br>When: about 5pm<br>What: talking<br>___________<br>Vivienne looked at Robin and smiled slightly. "Lying down does sound nice but I want to be in my own bedroom and you'll be sitting outside. I can feel what this drug is trying to do and I'm determined to fight it. It would be disastrous if my husband returned home to find his wife in bed with another man after he'd just discovered her in bed with a woman. It was a bit of a misunderstanding but it still happened. I am sorry but you'll have to sit outside of my bedroom. I cannot test the generosity of my husband any further. Besides, if you want his help, you'll stay out of his wife's bed." Vivienne held her dress up and began walking towards her and Henry's rooms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Greymore's of Westinghouse (Rooms of Lady Windsor – Westinghouse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>11-11-2012, 17:24:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/antonio_magro_17ockmq-17ocktl.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong> Robin Thatcher<br><strong>Where:</strong> Lady Windsors former room, to her chambers<br><strong>With:</strong> Vivienne<br><strong>When:</strong> About 5pm<br><strong>What:</strong> taking a chance<br><hr><br>Robin followed as he kept note in his mind how the building was laied out and also that path to be taken to return to the room where they had been. "You are correct of course." He said quietly, trying to not watch the lady's bare ass as she walked back to her rooms. She managed to cover the front of her, not the rear, though Robin wasn't complaining and in truth she didn't seem to even notice. He knew that the drug, for that was all he could think to call it, had a way to limit inhibitions, but if the stories about it were true, it was going to take more than a door and a husband to keep them apart.<br><br>(Continued at Lord and Lady's Stuart's chambers)
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