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Subject: {ASSM} Hammon Wry's Word of the Day for January 30, 2003: Piratical Adventure
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Hammon Wry's Word of the Day for Thursday January 30, 2003

Note: Due to copyright laws, I am hesitant to include the definitions
and pronunciations of the words of the day.  I have provided the
websites for each so that you can look up the words for yourself.  

This is an excersize in writing discipline.  I am trying to get into
the habit of writing something every day.  I figure if I use the words
of the day from two sources in a sexual context, I will have
inspiration and motivation.  

And now, on to Hammon Wry's Words of the Day!
(C) E. Howe   2003
All rights reserved

Dictionary.com's word of the day: cavil 
http://dictionary.reference.com/wordoftheday/archive/2003/01/30.html
M-W.com's word of the day: indite
http://www.m-w.com/cgi-bin/mwwodarch.pl?Jan.30

"...Lady Miriam was no stranger to the attempts at seduction.  She had
received the occasional indited love-poem from her father's friends'
sons, usually the ones with little money and less poetic ability.  How
she wished it were a criminal offence to try to rhyme "Miriam" with
'imperious'.  Oh, the indictments would fly!

Worse yet were the attempts at her person, the groping when her father
was out of line of sight.  She had made the mistake once of being
cornered in a leafy bower by the spot-faced nephew of  the local
matron.  He had proposed a conjoining of their potential inheritances,
and to consumate bargain, would have set his short and slender
ploughshare to her fallow, fragrant meadow.  He considered her enraged
protestations to be nothing more than inconsequential cavils.  

It had been faithful Rogers who had saved her from his loathesome
embrace and foul odor.  But Rogers was not on board, no where in
sight, and she had to put up with the ignominious reality that she was
standing naked in a ship's captain's quarters being poked and prodded
by a man who claimed he was a doctor, while the captain stood by.  Her
lips were cracked from thirst, and her jaw ached from the strain of
the sailcloth and rope.  Her head was full of cotton wool, and she
seemed to have trouble focusing her eyesight.  That might have come
from the prolonged crying she had done, and so she simply closed her
eyes to give them rest, and to shut out the leering face of the
captain across the room.

Hammon Wry

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