“Should have been a whore,” I suggested, “Not a servant.”
“That’s what I told me mam but her said I weren’t couth enough.” she insisted. “Are you being insolent deliberately ,” I asked. XXX I stood beside her head, “I would have been more gentle,” I confessed. I decided not to let the matter rest, I sought the maid out, “Maria,” I addressed her, “You were very rude yesterday,” I cautioned. “First time for everything,” I pointed out, “Come on lad, don’t let the side down.”
Maria’s skirt had fallen across her backside once more so I lofted it again to reveal her quite alluring rump and unplucked chuff and ass ready for our pleasure. “My hands are not slimy,” I insisted, “They are soft from years of idleness while yours are hard and calloused from hard toil.”
“And yourn heart is hard from years of usury,” she replied, “Mam said you was a hard hearted bastard.”
“Not a bastard technically, and I resent the notion that I am hard
