Recently, I played host to a small gathering of local dignitaries at the manor. We had a formal dinner followed by desserts in the drawing room. Now, I went down into the pantry to fetch up some more gin, when I found one of the guests, Sir Rigby Poulet-Menoires in a state of sexual congress with a large piece of fruit. So shocked was I, that I returned to the party and sat down with the gin all to myself. Sir Rigby said nothing of it.
Should I take some sort of action? Is his behaviour totally unacceptable?
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