I'm on a roll at the moment. Not only a little piece of musical microfiction - "The Piano Lesson" - but a longer piece of filth as well, called "Private Show 2 - Saucy Strap-On Sextet".
It's a sequel to "Private Shows Are Extra", but you don't need to have read that to enjoy the new one.
The new story also has one "special feature". A few weeks ago, in another thread, I posted an extract from a UK newspaper which listed 20 words which it claimed young people didn’t know the meaning of anymore, one of which was “lush”. As a fight-back against this dumbing down of the language of Shakespeare, Austen and Dickens, I made a rash promise to write a story which used all of these words. This is that story.
To help you, the words are as follows:
Sozzled
Cad
Bonk
Wally
Betrothed
Nincompoop
Boogie
Trollop
Bounder
Balderdash
Henceforth
Yonks
Lush
Tosh
Swot
Brill
Kerfuffle
Randy
Disco
Minted
I admit that one or two of them sound a bit out of place in a contemporary story, but I hope that doesn’t detract too much from the action. And I think the context makes clear what they all mean. It would be a great shame if words such as “bonk”, “trollop” and randy” dropped out of common use. Not to mention “lush”.
See if you can spot them all!
Annie x



