My morning at the massuese [MF]

"Hey Marc, it's Andy. Listen man, with Gendren cancelling that order yesterday, I'm not sure we're going to need you in the office. I think Paul and Emma are capable of helping me with what I need doing, even if they are a bit tetchy with the printer. Why don't you stay at home today, have a three day weekend. Have a bit of fun with Claire while the kids are at school, haha. Alright, see you Monday bud."

A Friday morning and afternoon not at work? That was music to my ears. It isn't like I dislike my job, it's just that the commute from my house to downtown is a nightmare since the mayor tried to implement new traffic laws. A waste of taxpayer's money, in my opinion.

The Lusty Argonian Maid, Volume III

By Crassius Curo

A short excerpt from Crassius Curo's bawdy play


ACT II, SCENE IV CONTINUED

Lifts-Her-Tail: Good evening, Master Colto. Back so soon from your walk?

Crantius Colto: Yes, my dear. And I see you have finished trimming the hedges at the front entrance.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Indeed I have. Would you like to examine my work?

Crantius Colto: No need, my love. I will take the rear entrance so as not to disturb the mistress.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Pardon me, sire. Are the bushes not satisfactory? The front gate is just as quiet as the back door.

Crantius Colto: But it is quite wide. Perhaps you could resize it. Until then, I shall take the rear.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Again your pardon, Master Colto. I am but a simple Argonian Maid. Rebuilding the front gate is beyond my abilities.

Crantius Colto: Do not fret, my blossom. I prefer the back door, but you must be capable of shrinking the front door with enough effort.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Thrice your pardon, sire, but even with all my efforts, it may take months!

Crantius Colto: Plenty of time, my sweet. Plenty of time.