We went to a party hosted by the lovely Eliane last week, in honour of the visit of Graham-The-Girl to British shores.
We had a really good time, and I enjoyed getting ready with Rebecca and Scarlett, despite the fact that none of my clothes looked nice (damn this serious physical deformity I have that makes me gain weight!*). But I appreciated the girliness. I’m not very good at being girly, it’s nice when Rebecca makes me be girly sometimes.
The party was very female-heavy, with eight of us girls and only three lucky men – HWMBO, Abel and Martha’s new man. So we ended up drinking a lot of sparkling pink wine and dancing to an amazing ipod playlist. And somehow, along the way, all the girls clothes seemed to fall off and suddenly all eight of us were dancing in our underwear and stockings**, whilst occasionally pausing whilst one of us got whacked or whacked somebody else.
The scene was one of such debauched surreality that I found myself saying to Graham “I’m sorry. You must think we’re a right bunch of perverts.” I then realised that I’d just shown beyond measure how very British we all were – because only a British person could apologise for being debauched in case they’d caused offence. After all, Graham was at the party because she is, ergo, a kinkster like the rest of us, so she was hardly going to be offended!
Jolly good show, eh what?
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*Eating. I’m planning to give eating up for Lent. December Lent that is.
**Jessica was very pleased she had worn pretty matching underwear and nice stockings.
Poor Graham being subjected to such shocking behaviour – the poor girl will clearly be scarred for life (or not!)
Still can’t quite believe that happened at my house…! And Jessica looked very hot both before and after she tookoff her clothes! Despite her innate British politeness
My illusions of the reserved and dignified British are ruined! Ruined!
; )
Jessica, everyone is perverted a little, depending on whatever society sees as normal, this is usually quite twisted.
I wouldn’t worry about it, you all had a great time, that is what counts.
Warm hugs,
Paul.
And why were the men not dancing in their underwear, too? Don’t they know how to behave appropriately at a thoroughly debauched party?
I think it’s because they were driving and therefore sober…
I think it was a very good thing that the men all stayed sober, there’s no better way to loose your domly allure than dancing in your pants…
Fab party. It’s awful these days going to vanilla parties where everyone keeps their clothes on and no one gets whacked – always feels like something’s lacking
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