OU, Activity 5.5 - The Jovial Social Climber

Jovial Social Climber

My dears, you know with this bowtie, I should be the talk of the Chatsworth rooms this evening. It’s a sprightly little yellow and polka dot blue number; it flops so gaily rather like sad bunny ears. I’ll mention to the Major that Greaves & Hawks are doing an utterly splendid range, of course in sedate designs for someone like his esteemed self. Now I’ll stick in with him as his daughter, her Ladyship has found herself suddenly widowed and all alone in that country pile of hers, needs some attention I’m supposing. Now my dears decisions, decisions, decisions, which claret to bring the Major, the Chateau la Violette is more expensive at £227 but the Chateau Marquis de Terme 2000 while only £220 does sound so much more impressive when rolling it off the tongue. And we all know how much the Majors wife loves it rolled off the tongue Mah!

Now, I see Sybil is wearing that lethal Pearl dress, what a shimmer it has, very smart lady, wherever she moves the eye corners can’t help but watch. And no bra and panties, all very daring, changed the atmosphere amongst us gentlemen I’ll say. We’ve all gone rather stiff on the young go-getter, she must need some looking after, since the old grandee Lord Smithy pass away.

‘Yes dear’ The Countess Waxford whispers in my ear during breaks in her Martini concentrations ‘while she was bouncing on top!’ she’s getting rather spiffy indeed, saying ‘on Top’ slightly to loudly, now the whole room knows our conversation. Time to move on to the Major, hope he likes both bottles, told him it’ll help those ruddy cheeks of his… got the invite this weekend to her ladyships county pile, the masquerade ball, I say the old’ Zoro mask is getting another outing.