“She loved a lad from the Village,” I explained, “Gave her heart to him, hid her feeling for me till we were wed to appease her father and now spends her days abed and nights reading texts of racy tales she acquires from Monsieur L’Ebay.”
“Want’s the blacksmith, big strong artless fellow, well versed in taking virgins?” Grimshaw enquired. xxx18 “I have been so foolish.” she said as my ardour subsided and I rolled from her, “I thought he was my true love, can you forgive me?”
“Perhaps,” I agreed, “But the disgrace, I shall have to divorce you but perhaps you could become my whore?”
“I’m not a complete fool,” she snapped, “But I dare say I could bring myself to accommodate your needs, as long as you can sate mine.”
“Er, well, yes no harm done,” I
