The Other Woman invited me and the Missus to a School Disco a while ago...For the uninitiated these are nightclub events where adults dress in school uniform and dance to hits from the Eighties and get pissed. The Missus was none too keen to don school uniform and even though I was up for it I felt it politic to decline.
I forgot all about this until last week when the Other Woman told me of her plans for the weekend and reminded me of her impending uniform-based fun with Saucy Sirvan (one of our mutual hapkido friends), her sister and a Toxic Slut.
Weekend over and the Other Woman and Sirvan sent me a link to pictures of their night out.
So, there I was, flicking through about 50 of these shots when a work colleague came up behind me to discuss something... while on-screen was a picture of the Other Woman and three lovelies cavorting around dressed as schoolgirls.
He looked at me, looked at the pic and smiled.
'It's OK. She's a friend...' I said by way of explanation.
'Yeah...'
'No. Really...'
'And I suppose you were "really" writing a play about Victorian prostitutes too?'
I remember back and the last time he approached me like this I was researching Meat, my play about Victorian prostitution, on the web and discussing it with him.
So I try a different tack...
'You know something. Hands up. I am busted. You're right... I love porn. Women-dressed-as-schoolgirl porn particularly. Can't get enough...'
He looks at me conspiratorially.
'It's OK. Me too...'
He walks away. I have a new friend in the office pervert...
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