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Felix. Felix and his saliromania. I said Felix was off limits. He says, ‘Everybody does it, why not share it?’
I decide I’ll compromise. Maybe there is another way to do Felix, but first let’s get Adolphe put to bed. Is that the right saying? Tanny, you are going to gape when I turn you into a unicorn called Adolphe. Shame we have had to settle for a goat. A goat called Adolphe.
The traffic is solid. Time for a bit more research. I have to be able to impress Tanny at the critical moment. Out comes my phone. Transpires that the unicorn myths refer to a beast with one horn, which only a virgin can tame. (I don’t want to tame Tanny in any way, so my bits being tarnished with previous use shouldn’t be a problem). I read on:
Subsequently, some writers translated this into an allegory for Christ's relationship with the Virgin Mary.
Pardon me? Christ had a relationship with his mother? I search the text for eluci
How much more fun can they extract from Beardsley's remarkable piece. More to come and some other interludes, too.
Sexual content <I’m just going to feed Adolphe.’ I point to a little reticule of buns hung from my arm. ‘Adolphe is my pet unicorn.’> ‘Unicorn!’ Adolphe interrupts, banging his horns with his left hoof. ‘I’m a fucking goat, if you don’t mind!’ His voice is muffled and doesn’t have authority. ‘It says here “unicorn”, but I could only get a goat’s costume, so shut up and don’t interrupt, you silly goat.’ Adolphe sniffs ostentatiously and is silent. I suppress more giggles and read on. <He is such a dear. Milk white all over> – oh dear, the suit has black patches. Sorry. Didn’t notice in time. The guy in the fancy dress promised a unicorn and then dumped a pie-balled goat on me. <Anyway, milk white all over except his black patches and eyes, rose mouth and nostrils, and scarlet John.> I look up at Adolphe, take a make-up set from my bag and move towards his eye
Sexual content ‘Stop!’ I called. I rose from the table, looked at Tanny, was aware that my stance had my legs slightly ajar, with my pelvic bone thrust forward. ‘Come with me.’ He followed. In the lift we snogged, had a tongue competition, I suppose. He pulled up my skirt and I unzipped his trousers, but then it pinged. Why hadn’t I chosen a high-rise hotel? We straightened ourselves. Out the lift, fast walk to our room, we both had our swipe cards out and our hands collided at the door. Grins all round, he swiped and I tumbled into the room. The lights flickered, but he had dimmed them appropriately. On the bed was a long flowing dress of silk, somewhere between pink and purple. I lifted it and laid it across my arm, letting its superb cloth flow to the floor. ‘Silly Suits my ... It’s gorgeous.’ I turned, but he wasn’t behind me. The door framed him still. ‘I’ll give you a few minutes.’ He pulled the door shut, with h
17.AsYou Like It Tanny said his photo had arrived on Saturday. We sat that evening in the hotel bar and discussed our next moves. He wasn’t pleased with my laissez-faire attitude. ‘It will cost us everything we have if that photo gets out.’
Sexual content <Dear Sophie, I thank you with all my heart for the delightful ideas contained in your virtual gift to me. Unfortunately, I have to point out a serious error in your description. When the champers overflowed and some ran down your front, it would be inevitable that some would take the alternative route, over your perineum, via your delightful puckered entrance, and be wasted running down your back. Fortunately, I would have arrested its path by catching it and easing it into your passage of darkness and delight. I would have encouraged its pathway therein and made sure of a little waterfall to delight you. XXX Your Intrepid Tannhäuser> I sat for a long time over this. How dare he? I’ve asked that before. He dare! I’ll fox him, though. <Dear Intrepid Tannhäuser I fear I
Sexual content 19.Rosette The phone rang. I picked up. Snoopy spoke before I had chance. ‘Check this call is recorded, then delete it. Don’t delete anythin
Sexual content 20.Bradamante Today is Saturday. Tuesday is taken by Mr Snoopy chasing our voyeur. That leaves Sunday and Monday evening to seduce d’Albert while dressed as man. I grab breakfast, don’t bother to wash, and get a taxi toSilly Suits.I figure, if I try something on atSilly Suits,then I shall want to wash after the visit, and while I put my new outfit through t
Sexual content I am dressed for my night out. I have dispensed with make-up, apart from the stubble effect, and ditched my normal fragrance for a male variety. Smells okay. Hair was a problem. I ended up bribing the hairdresser in a neighbouring apartment to do it for me. He was not pleased. ‘I know you work long hours, Tony,’ I whined, ‘but this is really important. You were probably looking forward to some quality family time, but it won’t take long,’ I reassured him.
Sexual content He’s too busy with his own emotions to notice the lack of spend on my part, so I slip away, just far enough to know where he is, but he won’t have seen my escape direction. I have achieved everything I wanted for this evening. I could go home. I could also go and talk to him. I should have gone home. I was unprepared for his reaction. I move over to him, take his hand and lead him back to the more illuminated area, which isn’t saying much. I turn to him. ‘How was it for you? Your first time, I think.’ I’d tried my deepest voice, but it was pathetic. He didn’t notice. His confusion of emotions was still in overdrive. Finally, he spoke.