My dirty, depraved weekend

January 6, 2018

It would be good to announce that activities this weekend will include a vicarage tea party, a game of tennis doubles played on a grass court in vintage lingerie, cocktails with kinky friends, an exploration of each one of my fetishes with four or five adventurous others of either gender, sex with a number of equally perverted partners, followed by an excellent meal that I haven’t had to cook myself.

Instead we have nothing special planned. So it will be the same old same old. At least I can finish reading Unicorn the poetry of Angela Carter while I sip the breakfast gin.