As the two men were entertaining the Wiltshires, Diana was at home finally free of Alexander's vigilante eye. It was nice to have some time away from both the boys, reserved only for herself, though she knew Murphy would never approve of her current entertainment. She was decked from head to toe in James' uniform. Complete with the sash and tricorn hat. Even his shoe buckles. She looked in the mirror, admiring her ability to put it on exactly the way they do. She would've passed for a decent gold watcher, albeit a short one. The last time she did this, Murphy caught her, strong arming her to her room to go change. It was a miracle Alexander never found out. She was starting to second guess her relationship with Murphy. She didn't know if she was as happy as she should be. If she wasn't allowed to dress silly in her own home-

"James?"

Upon turning around, she saw Benjamin standing in the doorway. He saw that he was mistaken. It wasn't James but Diana in James' clothing. "Diana? What in God's name are you doing wearing James' clothes?" He said raising a confused eyebrow. She covered up her body worried about some form of punishment. "I was just curious what I would look like in them." Benjamin looked her up and down and laughed. "A little bit of dress up. Look at us." He said placing a hand on her shoulder in the mirror. "You'd fit right in with us."

Diana leaned against him smirking at their reflection. Then she remembered how Murphy responded. "Murphy didn't like it when I first wore these clothes." Benjamin frowned looking down. "Why not?" He asked confused. "He said he didn't like seeing me dressed up like one of your kind. He grabbed my arm, dragged me back to my room, and told me to change back." Benjamin's eye sockets widened. "Do you have any idea what any of us would've done if we caught him in the act?" He looked down at Diana who was dwarfed compared to him. "Why are you even dating him?" She ran her hand along the hem of his coat. "I felt lonely. I guess I was desperate to be wanted. To be held. Murphy was there, but he holds rough, and distracts away from me... a lot. I feel like I'm being kept more than loved. I was drunk, and stupid. Now I'm sober and seeing maybe it's not the dream come true I'd hoped for."

Benjamin looked surprised. "We had no idea.... I had no...Oh, precious little clover." He stroked her back hugging her tightly. When he pulled away, he looked down at her. Alexander had begged him to give him a chance. Diana was having second thoughts about Murphy, and he was womanless. This was the perfect moment. Alexander however wasn't here. Just him and the maid. It didn't matter to him if she was dressed in a roommate's clothes. If he wasn't so sure it would be a death sentence, he would take her to his room, and... it was best not to dwell on the thoughts no matter how delicious they may be. He looked down at her. She was staring up at him as if asking for some form of relief from this loveless sham of a relationship with Murphy. Obviously she wanted a kiss. "Just one." She requested. He turned away. "Forgive me. I made a promise not to kiss you again. I apologize if I misled you." She looked down and nodded. It was best she get out of James' clothes. When she was in his white ruffle shirt and breeches, she walked over to grab her dress, to take to a more private room. Benjamin watched her walk out. He squeezed his eyes shut. It was now or never. Saying it made him so nervous he sounded like a frightened teenager.

"THAT SHOULDN'T SUGGEST THAT I DON'T WANT TO."

He opened his eyes, and looked up at Diana. She dropped the dress and stared right at him. She then ran up to him, and leaped into his arms, kissing him like a woman in heat. Benjamin felt so wrong about this, but he didn't care. "You have no idea how badly I wanted to do this again." He moaned into her mouth, enjoying every moment of her mouth. Her shaking body trembled in his grasp. Her hands took hold of his cheeks her delicate fingers tangling into his hair. She was getting sick of roughness, and Benjamin heard that loud and clear, so he was gentle with her. As gentle as he could possibly be. As he held her he felt her nearly fall backwards. Thankfully he was able to hold her upright. When she tossed her head back, he looked at her neck. Exposed, all for him. He took advantage of the opportunity and ravaged the exposed skin.

Diana moaned shamelessly as the large man had the time of his life, enjoying her as much as he could. Before things took a step too far, they heard the door open. The pair stared at the door, as James walked in. His eyes widened as he saw the pair, a few levels away from second base. He slowly took a few steps back, reclining the door.