‘Come in.’ He said curtly. ‘Miss Helen, milord.’ His butler, Conrad announced. Vincent dreaded the moment he would have to reacquaint himself...with his ward. A slender, beautiful creature appeared at the doorway, dressed in sprigged white muslin and pink rosebuds in her black hair. An inner glow seemed to radiate from that pale skin and green eyes danced, though her lips were curled only in a slight smile of greeting. ‘Lord Garner.’ Helen greeted. Awkwardly, Vincent Garner stood up from his. ”I grinned, bumping her shoulder with mine gently. “Nothing saying you have to live there. I rather expect the Viscount will make arrangements for you to stay in Lowtown at worst, or even Hightown. Though then you’d be surrounded by prissy nobles.”She laughed. “You know you’re a noble, right?”“Yeah, but not a prissy one.” We shared a grin, and then she slipped back to her room and I joined Alistair in the dining room for supper.The evening was uneventful; a few of the Wardens had night patrol. The venue has 2 bedroom down stairs with double beds. A outdoor area with social area, smokers area, spar and day bed about 3 double beds wide. Upstairs 2 bedrooms double bed in each, bar area with pool table, kitchen, bar, disco area and behind that a larger play room with 2 double beds and a sex swing. We walked up to the front counter, checked in and were told there would be a rule reading at 8pm. We headed up the staircase I was following the wife her ass clearly visible to me and others. Chris hired someone to takeover his Grand Rapids home office and moved all that was needed into the basement of their home. Rents were through the roof and he knew he could conduct over ninety percent of the business from their house. He watched their three kids while working. On Congressional recesses, Gabrielle flew back on junkets to be there for the people and have her office opened to see her constituents regularly. Most had problems which she could solve with a phone call or a letter to.