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Unique or Eunuch?

…unique or eunuch?...
CHAPTER 1
Eyes streaming, she half stumbled as she fled down the damp and dingy
alleyway. Distraught as she was, her nostrils were assailed by the
succession of odours emitted, from the different, paint-chipped, shabby
doors she hurriedly fled past. Her thoughts were very volatile, alternating
between fear and anger.
She stumbled and almost fell. The jolt unleashed a sudden feeling of
damp release between her legs and she could feel a wetness trickling
down her leg. Still running, she wiped at her crotch through her petticoat,
twisting her ankle in the process – this was the start – her anger turning
rapidly into a seething white-hot hatred with an accompanying passion
for revenge!.
The Reverend Phineas Hobbs stretched himself languorously, belched
and took another sip of mulled wine. „Not too bad..‟, he thought to
himself, „…not a Bishop yet, but not bad at all for the son of a humble
bone and rag merchant!…I‟m respected, living comfortably and am
virtually the ruler of my own little kingdom – lots of side benefits –
especially the variety of tasty young flesh available when I want it!……
all anxious and honoured to please me!‟
Thinking of Marie, he felt arousal again – he had really enjoyed her
tonight. The feeling of power it gave him – especially when he hurt her!
She was beginning to become a habit and this could lead to
problems…he must find a way to get rid of her…after all, there were
plenty more tasty little tit-bits for him to savour………
Marie stood outside the Reverend‟s study. What could he want with her
at this time of day? - Finally plucking up her courage, she tremulously
knocked on the door. The Voice bade her enter.
“…Sit down girl…the Fates have smiled upon you today! - of course,
only because of my kindly and Christian outlook!…..you are going to be
given an opportunity to better your station in life – indeed your whole
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