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[impure_tale]

I see why the Admiral said I would not want to miss this port. My fellow denizens, seeing as I've no Inmate to look after for the port (and thank goodness for small comforts) and I am feeling a sense of newfound freedom, there are some of you that may see very little of me -- some of you that will see much. It depends upon whether my venues for sport happen to align with your own. As it is, if I am not enjoying wine, theater and gaiety, I shall be taking in something a good deal more private with any number of young socialites, Senators' daughters, prostitutes, slaves and thespians.

It is going to be a thrilling holiday, my darlings, and I'll be certain to keep tally  for you.

Comments

Voice

[hopeless-hacker.livejournal.com]

...It's like someone dropped Jack in the eighteenth century.

...

Sorry. Thinking aloud.

Voice

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Let us not confuse the order, here. Jack is more, perhaps, as though someone dropped me in a later century.

Voice

[hopeless-hacker.livejournal.com]

I'd accept that. I don't think he's ever been much of a writer, though.

You are the Marquis de Sade, aren't you?

Voice

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Oui, Mademoiselle.