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Torundel the Shitposter! part VII

Torundel the Shitposter! part VII

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VII

Torundel felt awkward. His wife had come and prepared his evening meal, but she obviously disapproved of the girl. The food she had prepared was first rate, but he couldn't eat while she was staring so sourly at him.

‘I had a present today,’ she said. ‘A boring present!’ Every word was uttered in a way that made it sounds like vomit and sausage.

‘I am sad to hear,’ he said lamely.

‘It was a small statue of a woman, almost naked, carrying a bonfire! It looks ridiculous! And it is old!’

‘Amanutu, Goddess of home and marriage,’ Torundel said. His wife didn't seem to attach any significance to this, but Torundel did. Jealousy made his forehead ache.

‘And you have gotten yourself a new servant girl!’ she said tartly and stared fixedly at Uranumsia who stood by the fire preparing tjald for the after dinner desert.

‘I couldn't manage the house by myself, and she is very cheap. A fisherman's daughter.’

‘Cheap indeed!’ His wife spat out the words. ‘A low value woman who uses her fine, little bum to get into an honourable household!’

Uranumsia turned furiously. ‘Somebody has to teach him about the third hole! A thing his honourable wife hasn't seen fit to do.’

Torundel felt awkward.

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