"My poetic tribute to fatuous fate and infatuation."
Behold six pairs of doomed lovers,Slain by their own hands or by another.With poison, knife, serpent and lust.Ah! But whose marriage really went bust?Heloise and Abelard. Both were brilliant.He was unmanned but still proved resilient.Paris and Helen launched ships and...
"Maria and Madeleine entertain a guest together"
I may have given the impression that all in Mistress Pickles’ household was, as it were, idyllic. It would, I now conjecture, be naïve to assume that a house full of women such as it was would be so. In...
"Xenia: in ancient lore, the ancient Greek custom of hospitality, including the giving of presents"
A buxom maiden of nineteen years was Xenia Xerxes Whose step-dad told her, his guests she must please. Xenia most happily obeyed As her body she displayed Naked for all newcomers to see, squeeze and seize. Now, her step-dad, Pimpopulous,...
"The tale continues"
I am writing this chronicle in the year of our Lord 1805 and news has only recently been brought to England of Admiral Lord Nelson’s victory and tragic death at Trafalgar. The war is over. A sense of relief prevails....
"Lady Broadmoor takes Madeleine to her room"
Lady Broadmoor’s quarters were second only to the ‘bridal suite’ in opulence. Heavy velvet curtains covered the windows; a fire burned bright in the hearth; paper-shaded lanterns cast a soft glow over the satins and velvets of the furnishings. The...
"A special event in Mistress Pickles' household"
In the following months I entertained many guests at Mistress Pickles’ house and my First Lady was a regular visitor. She sometimes liked to take both Maria, to whom I had become exceeding close, and me to her room and...
"The eighth part of a serial that seems to have gained its own momentum!"
I would suggest you read the preceding 7 parts before this - it will help make sense of it. Once again, Jenkins provides her account. During the soiree that marked Madeleine’s ‘coming of age’ as it were, I felt proud...
"The days after her First Lady"
‘Your guest left a small present for you, my dear.’ This was Mistress Pickles speaking when later we met, I having been summonsed to her sitting room. Jenkins stood as silent as the grave in her habitual corner of the...
"Madeleine's night with her first Lady concludes"
My Lady was most tender as we dried ourselves. Despite her earlier complaint of having been exhausted by our coupling she seemed, having taken the bubbling wine, to recover. We had sipped our wine seated facing each other, both naked,...
"Maude/Madeleine's evening with her guest proceeds"
‘Stand, girl.’ I stood and noticed she had unpinned her hair although I had not been aware of it. Her mane was dark and glossy in the subdued light of the room. She indicated a spot to her right where...