|
ArabellaSelina wisely said nothing at my deliberate sloth. No doubt she felt she had met her match in me. As for my part, I was indeed interested to see what might be Emily's fate. CHAPTER sixteen Upon our entrance into the house we were met in the drawing room by Lord C. who to my surprise, if no one else's, offered us each a glass of port in order, as he politely said, that we might settle ourselves for a few moments after our ride and discourse upon what had occurred. “Oh, Papa, may I not go to my room and rest?” asked Emily. “You may not,” was the brief rejoinder, whereupon a glass was put in her hand and all four of us stood about as if meeting casually at some reception, his lordship remarking upon what a pleasant day it was and appraising me much with his eyes as he spoke. This was clearly not to the liking of Emily who both wanted to be the centre of attention and yet not, so knew not how to comport herself. Then, moving closer to her, Selina put an arm about her waist and said in a perfectly normal tone, “It is not the first time you have handled George's cock, of course, is it?” “I cannot believe my ears! Of course I did no such thing! How can you bring yourself to say such a horrid thing in front of Papa! Oh, Papa, tell her to be silent!” came Emily's wail. “You knew it not, but you were observed, Emily,” replied he coldly. “Indeed, you have been so observed on other occasions and, while I freely admit that you have never been seen to release your brother's member from its proper place of concealment, your desire to be exceedingly wicked has been known to me for some time ...» |
Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
phpBB
текст
|
|