A Burns Night Treatlet

[the_comfortable_courtesan]

A couple of entries from the A MacD Commonplace Books*

Now my shock has somewhat receded, I discover a dawning curiosity about that act in which I surprized Clorinda with Mrs Ferraby – for indeed I obtained no very clear view of the matter, only a deal of wriggling and squirming and squeeking and sighing as they – I am like to suppose, but what do I know of the female amorous nature? – approached and attained the crisis. I find myself quite puzzling over it and have even resorted to the relevant shelves of the library where there are works on anatomy &C – HL’s father, for all his debaucheries, was no great reader and thus one does not find any of those salacious works that might, perchance, better illuminate the matter. I could not see – but sure in the moment I was not in the best condition to make accurate observations – that they were employing implements upon one another. My reading, such as it is, inclines me to understand that there is a small organ about the female parts of considerable sensitivity that responds to titillation, and that such an action is recommended to husbands as a prelude to the conjugal act. Alas that I may not apply to my usual fount of intelligence in such matters: for to speak to Clorinda of the matter would, I fancy, appear in the light of vulgar and impertinent curiosity. As perhaps it is.

 

I come to be in some concern over Marcello. I have given him considerable warnings concerning the stringencies of the law in this nation – I daresay there are some places of resort which may provide some security for fellows of like desires to encounter one another, but alas, I am entirely ignorant of such and am quite unable to provide any advice to him. The matter becomes more worrying as he begins to demonstrate a certain inclination towards myself – I fancy he does not need to sit quite so very close when we are about discussing this pamphlet, and there have been several sighing remarks as to how fortunate is HL, certain glances from flashing dark eyes rapidly veiled by drooped lashes (fie, I have just been reading over one of Clorinda’s Gothic tales: the style becomes infectious).  Sure I know not what to do. Should I, perchance –

It is a very foolish thing. In principle I entirely subscribe to the notion of freedom of affections and the tyranny of church and state in imposing restrictions upon the heart, and in truth, G and I have sworn no oaths, though 'tis rumoured that there are those that have, and sympathetic clergymen that will even perform some ceremony over them (though of course that is a foolish superstitious ritual). But –

I cannot be entirely indifferent to Marcello’s considerable attractions, but I am also given pause by his readiness with his stiletto, however great a service it has done us. Whether it would be an act of prudence to grant him indulgence of his desires – indeed I am in great confusion.

*Your amanuensis is decrypting a few more of these in connexion with the current publickation project.

Comments

[rymenhild]

O SANDY.

[kore]

everyone's gonna be all "OH SANDY" I bet

[kore]

//POUNCES

I fancy he does not need to sit quite so very close when we are about discussing this pamphlet, and there have been several sighing remarks as to how fortunate is HL, certain glances from flashing dark eyes rapidly veiled by drooped lashes (fie, I have just been reading over one of Clorinda’s Gothic tales: the style becomes infectious)

OMG, Sandy

in truth, G and I have sworn no oaths, though 'tis rumoured that there are those that have, and sympathetic clergymen that will even perform some ceremony over them (though of course that is a foolish superstitious ritual)

Oh SANDY. I missed you.

[lilliburlero]

Sandy's solemnly disinterested (?) anatomickal inquiries are a thing of beauty and a joy forever.

[violsva]

one does not find any of those salacious works that might, perchance, better illuminate the matter

Normally I would be all "NO, DON'T" but in this case they might.

[kathmandu]

"Fie, , I have just been reading over one of Clorinda’s Gothic tales: the style becomes infectious."

Tee hee! Indeed it does.

[white_hart]

Oh, Sandy!

[violsva]

for to speak to Clorinda of the matter would, I fancy, appear in the light of vulgar and impertinent curiosity. As perhaps it is.

Oh, Sandy <3

(fie, I have just been reading over one of Clorinda’s Gothic tales: the style becomes infectious)

LOL

Your amanuensis is decrypting a few more of these in connexion with the current publickation project.

Yay!

[cesy]

Eee!