The Feluca

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

Honest Goodcharity is a gay man in his menopausal years leading a fusty old life in Somerset, England. This is all about to change when he commits an act of fraud & heads off to Egypt. Whilst in the land of the pharoahs he leads a life that can only be described as interesting, but not as interesting as what is about to happen.
Honest and his alter ego Blasphemy antichrist are about to discover the real gems of Egypt.....its males!

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The Feluca

Honest Goodcharity is a gay man in his menopausal years leading a fusty old life in Somerset, England. This is all about to change when he commits an act of fraud & heads off to Egypt. Whilst in the land of the pharoahs he leads a life that can only be described as interesting, but not as interesting as what is about to happen.
Honest and his alter ego Blasphemy antichrist are about to discover the real gems of Egypt.....its males! Read Chapter

My voyage to the land of the pharaohs would at first take Me to a town called Alexandria. I sailed aboard the H.M. Merry Belle - a name t... Read Chapter

Thus, here I present to you the Big Moment. The weeping boy at the very pit of My heart. One dusty afternoon, after grooming Myself with ... Read Chapter

It must be noted that not all of My frivolous floats on the felucca took place with the artful intention of ogling sweet Samara. No, no, ... Read Chapter

I shall tell you a little about the hotel in which I resided whilst in Egypt, land of the Pharaohs. It was a quaint hotel named the Pyram... Read Chapter

Regarding the cafincident, I think it’s about time that I revealed a great secret to My wretched readers. Of course, I informed you all... Read Chapter

It was time, I decided, for a fresh environment, in order to take My mind off Samara. And so, I planned a day-trip to Hurghada, a lovely ... Read Chapter

What a ghastly day I had had. I could well have been sunning My still sickly pale limbs on the beach, oh what a terrible fool I can be at... Read Chapter

And so, it was the very same day that I boarded a First Class carriage on a train to Cairo. Eleven long hours I was to sit rigid, sandwic... Read Chapter

Back in Louqsor, on the day that I was due to depart… I must say it was filled with rather exciting events. Well, first up, I entered a... Read Chapter