Mrs Roger Buggery, back home that early evening in Eastville and ensconced in her boudoir, scowls into the mirror. It must be said that she did not take a great deal of pleasure in Mr Crass Cheseham’s company at the hustings. Mr Cheseham was, to deploy an usage familiar to the reader withal utterly alien to Mrs Roger Buggery, the vey personification of ill-favoured gentleman wont to be met with in pleasure gardens of the most insalubrious kind. He smelled of socks and sweat and cigarettes, he hawked and he spat and he picked his nose, and his conversation was limited to likeeng and fuckeeng and Tory Chews. Even so, Mrs Roger Buggery would probably have been prepared to overlook these blemishes, had not that gentleman proved himself singularly lacking in any conception whatsoever as to how to treat a lady as she liked to be treated. —
Eastville, Mr Crass Cheseham
Mrs Roger Buggery forcibly expunges from her mind the shortcomings of Mr Crass Cheseham, and then, recalling the recent orgy, replaces them with the altogether daintier qualities of Dr Mark Wankstain. —
Dr Mark Wankstain
“Schto! Tory Chew is nice man. Ok he is Chew and he say like like like, but he smell nice not steenk and he open door for lady and maybe he will buy for lady twelve peenk rose and Tbilisi champannier. Is for heem I prepare ass weeth Bardex enema. Why I not can fuck only Tory Chew, not have to make dopple penetratsi weeth also fat Eenglish homosex. Schto. Is stupid. Is stupid and nasty.” —
Bardex enema
They make their way through the narrow vestibule into De’Ath’s lounge. This chamber is sparsely furnished, a matter of laminated wood-effect flooring upon which shoes, treading, squeak; also a pair of futons as yet - for it is but vesper - in upright mode for the seating of spiders and their flies. It is neither as dirty nor as nasty as the lounge in the House of Buggery, but is quite dirty and nasty all the same. Mr Rex Anusol and Ms. Amelia De’Ath sit on one futon. Mrs Roger Buggery sits on the other futon. Mr Rex Anusol and Ms. Amelia De’Ath face Mrs Roger Buggery. Mrs Roger Buggery faces Mr Rex Anusol and Ms. Amelia De’Ath. —
Mr Rex Anusol
“Least said soonest and so forth,” says Mr Rex Anusol out of his cunt of a mouth, “tell me, does friend Roger have a definitive stance with regard to candaulism? It would seem to be of a piece with his other paraphilias.” —
Candaulism
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