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The Connoisseur - conclusionthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:older women/men, 2765 words) [3/3] show all parts

Author: pandsal Picture in profile
Added: Oct 14 2005Views / Reads: 664 / 538 [81%]Part vote: 9.00 (2 votes)
Further extracts from the private memoirs of a great conductor and serial fornicator
 


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[A separate passage continues the story of this tour from the point at which the orchestra arrived in America. Robert records a number of exploits with different women in different cities. There is much repetition of a predictable nature, both from this tour and others, which may not merit inclusion here. However, there is one episode which seems to have occurred on a subsequent visit to the States, that Robert clearly recalled later in great detail. GJ]

The Chicago concert was most successful. In the subsequent reception I was conscious that my libido, always aroused after a triumphant couple of hours on the podium, was unusually rampant. The prospects, however, were bleak. Apart from one woman, the guests were all couples, starchy and boring. The exception was a woman of about fifty, small, fine-boned with deep dark eyes but otherwise unexceptional. She sought me out and we made polite conversation. Almost in desperation, I enquired about her husband. He was away in Europe, turning a lot of dollars into a lot more dollars, she said. After carefully looking round, she leaned towards me on the pretext of taking my glass to refill it, and said quietly, "Would you like to fuck me?"

I smiled at her and nodded, hoping that the rest of the gathering was unaware of our little conspiracy. "Give me your room number - I know your hotel," she said. As soon as I had done so, she moved away, refilled my glass and returned bringing two pillars of Chicago society to ask me inane questions. Five minutes later, she was nowhere to be ...

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