Meanwhile in
the land of the Nord
Elise Dunn
The former
nun
Was agitated
and terribly bored
Although it
was still Derek she truly adored
And her
rights as a woman were never ignored
It simply
just wasn’t enough
Derek was
failing to please Elise
And
satisfaction she’s just had to bluff
“Oh, Derek,
such a pity about Erik,” she said as they lay in bed. “If only I could remove
the monk from his head. Get him to like women instead.”
“No matter
what anyone does, no matter what anyone says, nothing will make Erik change his
ways. I don’t know what’s suddenly got into you. I thought we were happy, just
us two.”
“And that is
true,” she lied. “You know how to keep me satisfied. But I want an experience
like never before. Three in the bed, or maybe even four. Do that for me. My
love, I implore.”
“Never would
I have imagined you would have such a yen for men. I shall allow it once, but
never again.”
“Thank you,
my love; it will bring me much joy. And perhaps you may enjoy watching me and
another boy.”
“But we must
leave this land otherwise I’d look a fool. They’d see me as a Viking with a
useless tool. A warrior who is much too placid. Rumour would have it that I am
flaccid.”
“Yes, my
dear; I truly understand. Let’s depart to the Anglo land. I’m sure upon the
Angel Isle; there are plenty of men, young and virile. You’ve made me so happy
I could verily scream. I’m so excited to fulfil this dream.”
“Maybe Erik
should come too. I’ve never seen my brother so utterly blue. Maybe that’s where
he belongs; back with the monk he so earnestly longs.”
“Little
Borium, I truly despise. But I’d just like to see his look of surprise when
Erik reclaims his former prize.”
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