No Doubt Your Husband

  • equivalent of applause
  • the salty pork filling
  • no doubt your husband
  • played Matthew’s harpsichord
  • they’re so bloody stupid
  • wood and brick and flesh
  • not unobtrusive enough

No doubt your husband sent you to the Music Conservancy to learn the arcane styles of the baroque period, and that is how it came to pass that you played Matthew’s harpsichord. Your performance earned you the equivalent of applause, the salty pork filling as they sometimes call it, from Matthew.

Your urgent conjoinment in his quarters shook the building physically and emotionally, creating of he and you and the house a single perspiring being of wood and brick and flesh. Such assignations must be unobtrusive, and yours was not unobtrusive enough. It is common knowledge on campus.

No doubt your husband is ignorant of your carnal explorations among the faculty, as they so often are. They’re so bloody stupid.

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One comment

  1. Jen
    jen

    I didn’t think you knew about that. Maybe you’re not as bloody stupid as the rest of the husbands in the world.

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