Here’s part 2 of a section of The Miller’s Tale. Enjoy
F. M. Laster
“I only like two kinds of men, domestic and imported.” -Mae West
The Miller’s Tale
This Absolon gan wype his mouth ful drie.
Dirk was the nyght as pich or as the cole,
And at the wyndow out she pitte hir hole.
And Absolon hym fil no bet ne wers,
But with his mouth he kiste hir naked ers
Ful savourly er he was war of this.
Abak he stirte and thoughte it was amys,
For wel he wiste a woman hath no berd.
He felte a thyng al rough and longe yherd
And seyde, “Fy! Allas! What have I do?”
“Tehee,” quod she and clapte the wyndow to.”
Here’s a little backstory to this tale. It looks like Alison, the Miller’s wife is the town’s hottie and has not one but two men after her. Absolon is the guy Alison no longer wants because she’s too busy screwing around with Nicholas, the guy from last week. Poor Absolon wants Alison to give him a kiss. Instead of her lips, she sticks out her butt out the window and Absolon makes out with it. The funny part is that the poor bastard doesn’t realize it until he feels her public hair. Damn.