RH part 2
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One cannot help but note that the moon is sinking into the Surrey countryside,” spoke Horatio, his long legs akimbo. “And to be blunt, my dearest, it is not as if this cock is going to suck itself.”
Blushing, Bernadette took her cue.
Horatio sat back as “little” Lord St. Francis slipped into a warm and moist nirvana. But Horatio’s mind could not help but wander back to the odd cipher that awaited Lord Hamilton’s arrival. Could it be a secret message, a warning of some sort? Or just another set of Sudoku puzzles, with difficulty levels ranging from easy to evil?
And then there was the matter of the ghost. You know, the ghost? Hello! The ghost that the whole first act of this play centers itself on? Might not Bernadette have found a chance to utter just a word or two about the motherfucking GHOST???!!!
Feeling somehow that this wagon’s wheels had already fallen off, Horatio, amid his requisite moans of pleasure, managed a simply query of his beloved:
“No to be rude here, babes, but, you know, books with whacked out verse, well, that’s just fine. But didn’t you mean to tell me about Franky seeing, you know, a ghost or something? I mean, what are we going to be talking about for the next five scenes if there’s no fucking ghost?”
