It is the 3rd of August in the year of our Lord 1957 and I must confess that I have finally been debased to such a level I thought never possible. I finally gave into the claret wash, that is the sinful lusts of the Flesh and for such a carnal act may The Lord, God Almighty forgive my wicked soul. I was, unfortunately discovered in a most compromising position, by the most unlikely of persons whilst on a sordid appointment at Madame Pace's, the dressmakers.
I found myself coerced into unwanted, inappropriate relations with a young harlot. Whilst in the company of this fallen creature, I was sharply awoken from this, what I can only describe as a nightmare, by the entrance, in the most dramatic of fashions, by my ape stranger wife, Amelia. This of course meant that, on this occasion, I had not indulged in that most wicked of sins, adultery, although looking upon such childish beauty caused my brain to sear with a sinful lust I had not experienced in many a year.
It so happened this young demon was in fact the daughter of my wife and Clerk, that same girl that I have often spoken of in here. That same said girl who I once followed from her school, the girl who I gave ribbons and flowers too, that girl whom I regarded as one of my own. I feel a deep shame, which feel may remain with me from this day forth until God himself judges me in such a way, I can scarcely imagine. My one over-whelming fear at the moment is , however none of this. My fear is that the Fidelity Fiduciary bank's United Kingdom board of trustees may discover me an that my illustrious career at said bank may cease sooner than I had expected.
Only time will tell.
This a brothel 'The House of Lou Graham' that opened in the late 19th century and continued to operate into the mid 20th century
This is Brothel owner Liliane Brown aka Madame Katz
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