The general is hardly home
Suddenly the girl burst out laughing, surprising Beth.
"Of course not! Our general is rich." She said in between her fit of laughter. Pointing towards her open room and the porch's door that was now left open, she said, "That building over there is where the women reside."
"Ahh," Beth said, cursing her luck.
Great. As if one perverted god was not enough, her room opened up to a building full of his women. Not that she had anything against womankind, but it was those gods that she didn't like. With their noses high up in the air, and their luxurious lives, she bet that none of them were going to be nice to her.