These weeks words: Stripe Gravel Unison Flair Mariposa (a type of lily) Jackal Cable Swirl Hostage Erection Arch Pseudo
It was Sunday morning and like any Sunday morning Archie Smythe looked down to see that it was in fact all coming down. It had been a great night he concluded, a night of unbelievable flair where one just had to be there to appreciate the dancing that occurred under the arches, beneath the stars where style had obviously been held hostage to just plain old good fun.
Of course it wasn’t all Archie’s doing. With the help of his new found girlfriend, Marcy McManninton, the two had entranced their fellow dancers by gliding around the dance floor swirling here and there their grace and skill on show for all. Marcy had arrived in a dress adorned by mariposa lilies, with two strategically placed lily cups supporting each of her voluminous breasts.
Her arrival along the gravel path to the dance hall caused the attendant crowd to act as one in unison as they stopped their cocktail sipping to stare unashamedly at Marcy’s stunning……… dress.
Around the walls of the dance hall men were observed adjusting their pants, crotches stretched to accommodate the now apparent movement that was occurring within their said trousers. Their embarrassment heightened by Mrs Fortescue – Jones loud and somewhat uncouth proclamation: ‘Freddie for God’s sake put your erection away.’
Of course anyone who has been watching cable TV of late would have been aware of the pseudo nature of one Mrs Fortescue-Jones, a jackal of a woman who would it was rumoured have sold her own grandmother up river if she thought it might advantage her.
It was later pointed out to me by Marcy that if you looked closely, which I did on more than one occasion, to Mrs Fortescue-Jones dress, she was implying, you would notice a thread had come loose in her bodice the result being a rather pronounced stripe across her almost indistinguishable bust line which added to her already grotesque appearance. She was as many suggested, mutton dressed up as lamb.
So that matter put aside we danced the night away, I had to fight off quite a few wannabes who tried to hit on Marcy who held her head high, among many things and at no stage of the night did her lilies show any sign of wilting.