“Oh, she begged fer it, she did. Under my spell she was, as the love spot’s ne’er failed ol’ Diarmuid Ua Duibhne. I love ta’ hear ’em beg fer it, when their mouth says ‘yes’ but their eyes say ‘nay.’ I tell ya’, MacCumhaill, it’s like the first time, every time.” “Fucking low-life rapist!” I screamed as I lunged and thrust the spear at him.
Low-life indeed to brag about his rapes
