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At noontide he caused to be borne into a corner of the park a single load of hay; then told the king that he was ready for the trial. And when the king, accompanied by his daughter, approached the tiny haycock which had been erected by the young man, he cried out that the trial was not serious, and he counselled the peasant to construct a much loftier haycock. But the peasant affirmed that the heap of hay was sufficient, whereat the king ordered his daughter to piss. Truly the king and the Princess, when the latter only succeeded in watering her stockings, for the charming channel, wherein the young man had laboured with the girl, from being narrow, had grown great. The Princess, though she did not let the youth perceive it, was likewise satisfied.

And the king gave his daughter to the young man, their nuptials were celebrated, the young peasants became princes, and all lived happily ever afterward.

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And when summer came the pope was wont to hire workmen to mow the hay; and he hired them in this wise: [84] A priest of the Greek Church.

If his daughter pissed o’er the haycock which the workman had mown, the man went wageless.

Workmen a-plenty hired themselves to the pope, but, one and all, they laboured wageless; the daughter, whatsoe’er the height of the haycock, pissed o’er it.

Yet another workman and a bold did accept the conditions; if the pope’s daughter pissed o’er the haycock which he had mown, elizabeth mitchell naked pic no claim for his work would he make. Then mowed the workman his hay; when he had mown it rebecca dipietro naked and set it in a heap, he lay down beside the haycock, drew forth his yard from his drawers, and fell to toying with it.

The pope’s daughter drew nigh to the workman to scrutinise the haycock, cast a glance at him, and said: “What dost thou, little peasant?” “I rub my comb.” “What dost comb with this comb of thine?” “Come--I will comb thee. Lie down on the hay.” middle aged wife likes to be naked The pope’s daughter lay down on the hay, the workman fell to combing her, and he winnowed her as was proper.

Anon the young girl rose up and said: “What a delicious comb!” Afterwards she sought to piss o’er the haycock; of no avail; she did piss upon herself, as it might run from a sieve. Seeking out her father, she spake him, saying: “The haycock is too high; I may not piss o’er it.” “Ah! I will hire him for a year.” And when the workman came to receive his wage, the pope said: “Friend, hire thyself to me for a year.” “I am willing,” quoth the workman; and he hired himself to the pope. Most contented, too, was the pope’s daughter, and when night came she sought the workman, saying: “Comb me.” “Nay, I will not comb thee for nought.

Buy the comb.” The pope’s daughter gave him one hundred roubles, and nightly he combed her. Came a time when the workman fell out with the pope, saying: “Render me my wage, little father.” His wage fantasy factory chanel naked rendered, the workman went his way. Now the pope’s daughter was not present when these things fantasy factory chanel naked were done, but when she returned to the house she inquired: “Where is the workman?” “He demanded his wage and is gone forthwith to the village,” quoth the pope. He hath carried off my comb!” cried the pope’s daughter. She hastened in pursuit, and came upon him by a little stream; the workman had tucked up his drawers and was fording the stream. The workman took a stone and cast it into the water. “Pick it up,” said he; and, passing to the other side of the stream, went his way. The pope’s daughter tucked up her petticoat, entered the water, and sought the fantasy factory chanel naked comb. Chanced to pass a lord, who cried to her: “What seekest, little dove?” “My comb!