Byley
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“I won’t let you shove your filthy pizzle up my arse, if that’s what you were suggesting!”
“Filth—?! I must inform you, stinking louse, that no one in the whole of Rattay has a cleaner pizzle than mine.”
I shook my head confused, feeling we were speaking two completely different languages. The idea that there was something fundamentally wrong with this man’s head was starting to make more and more sense.
“Do you think I care? It could be anointed by the Pope himself for all I ca—”
“And I wasn’t going to suggest anything of the sort, you ignorant cunt. I was just going to borrow your mouth!”
Oh, his sense of shame wasn’t just dormant—it was dead, probably eaten away by worms by now.
“Are you listening to yourself?!” My fists clenched in instinctive defense, ready to strike should that pompous lunatic get the brilliant idea to come within an inch of me. “I wouldn’t do it for a hundred groschen!” I spat out the first absurd sum that came to mind, watching his silhouette with mounting tension.
“And for two hundred?” he countered, ignoring my unease.
Two hundred? Was this madman serious?
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An unusual desire, a relentless lust, gradually began to seep into Lord Capon’s dreams. Nothing out of the ordinary, were it not for the fact that the object of his desires was his sweet squire with blue eyes and big ears.
It was inconceivable, an atrocity against his nobility and a violation of the sanctity of their bond. It was the demons of Trosky, yes, that had to be the only explanation!