“John,” I said, “My name is John.”
“Brabbinger release me forthwith!” she insisted. xxx sex I thought, “No, though they may perform the act of sodom with you should they wish,” I declared, “But for the present I shall sew the lips to your womanhood shut I think.”
“But why?” she asked. “Then choose again!” the Nun said wickedly. “Brabbinger?” she asked, “Ralph’s valet?”
“Yes, the same.” I agreed. “Madam I could no more,” I said and she thrust one of her teats in my mouth. “Clothes or bride which is it to be?” she replied. I wondered, but I knew none such could for with their seed drained they next drained their bladders, standing back away to hose her with their pis arcing up golden in the candle light to hose her and soak her hair and that which she wore. How could any man of honour consort abroad with any such? I felt foolish as I went half naked through the stone corridors following the sound, my manhood shrunken by the excess cold until I entered the chapel with a stone Altar centered therein where the organ played and the Nuns chanted devilish incantations. “Then choose again!” the Nun said. But a mile of agony, of mud and rocks and thorns for poor barefoot Amelia, and as we neared the portals I had her hoist over my shoulder and the bags under the contrary arm and
