Peggy flees this indecency

"I, er, I have...realized that I must...retrieve something. Pardon me," Peggy squeaks, and she flees the room. Shutting the door firmly behind her, she rushes down the short hallway and lets out a little squeal as she practically collides with a small, darkly dressed figure.

"Oh goodness, I beg your pardon - oh! Mr. Brightson," Peggy blushes scarlet as she realizes whom she's run into. Mr. Brightson laughs.

"Nothing to worry about at all, Miss Foxhaven," he says pleasantly. "But my word, you seemed to be in quite a hurry. Where are you off to so quickly?"

"I just - I - oh, Mr. Brightson, I have the most frightful time at events such as these!" Peggy suddenly bursts out. Brightson raises an eyebrow, not unkindly, and smiles at her gently.

"Are you uncomfortable thinking about Mr. Tines's death? If so, I can understand..."

"No, I - I mean events like these where so many different people are mixing together. I feel as though I don't know what to say, or do, and that everyone has completely different expectations of me. I don't know whether to be what people expect or just...follow my instincts!"

"Ah. Hmmmmm." Mr. Brightson nods sympathetically. "It's always hard when we're first out and about in society to know...should we be doing what society expects, or following the dictates of our own hearts?"

"And what does society expect?! All my life I feel I've been told one thing, and now some of the people here are behaving quite another way."

"You can't control other people's behavior," Brightson says gently. "But you can control your response to it, can't you?"

"Well...I suppose," Peggy says with a sigh.

"There you are then!" The parson beams. "You're no longer in the situation that's making you actually uncomfortable, right?" Peggy nods. "And do you think you could go rejoin the reception, and have a good time with someone else?" Peggy smiles slightly and nods again. "Then it seems to me you've handled whatever this situation was admirably - by removing yourself from it. Come - let me escort you? I still have much to learn about the parish, and I'd love your help..."

Brightson offers Peggy his arm and, blushing, she accepts it as he leads her back toward the main reception area.

Meanwhile, back in the sitting room, Percy scowls at the closed door as he unbuttons his pants and pulls his surprisingly large cock out. "What a little prude!" he exclaims. "{if Percy-Peggy > 0}I thought better of her, honestly.{else}Are all you Foxhavens like this?{endif}" Shaking his head, he looks down at the kneeling Dorothy and, snorting, slaps her in the cheek with his cock. "Come on you brainless slattern, do your job and suck. I shan't be doing the work here." Dorothy whimpers but obeys, leaning forward and taking the head of his cock into her mouth.

Esther rises from the settee in a fury. “Mr. Winthrop, you are simply too forward! Annalise—Annalise, you must put a stop to this!” she whirls to her friend, almost pleading.

“Whyever must I?” Annalise asks with a frown. She tucks one of her red curls back into place as she leans back onto the settee and smiles at Esther. “Es, you really must relax. Percy is quite permitted to give Dorothy orders, even if the circumstances are rather indecorous. A man like him has needs, and Dorothy seems ably suited to relieve them.”

“That she is—does the little slut even have a gag reflex?” Percy wonders aloud. He pushes his throbbing cock deeper into Dorothy’s mouth and smirks as she chokes. “Ah, there it is. I always find it if they have one!”

“Well, I shan’t be a party to this!” Esther says shrilly. She starts for the door, but Annalise catches her hand.

“Oh please, Esther, don’t let this boor drive you away! I’ve not seen you in so many years, and now you’ll not even spend time with me? Please, just ignore him and stay. For me?” Annalise smiles at Esther, eyelashes batting slightly as she gives the other girl a doe-eyed look.

Esther hesitates. {if BellingtonParty-Esther-Caught = True}Annalise leans in with a smile and speaks barely above a whisper, so that only Esther can hear under the sound of Dorothy’s slurps and moans. “I know this is not the first time you’ve seen a little slut on her knees before Percy…stay, Esther. I’ll help you understand…and make it worth your while…” Annalise licks her lips and grind up at Esther.{endif}