Phoebe Kissagen ,or the remarkable adventures, schemes wiles and devilries of une maquerelle

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FROM LADY LESBIA GOWER TO PHOEBE.

I am truly rejoiced, my dear Phoebe, to find that you are settled so much to your satisfaction, and shall soon pay you a visit. In the meantime I must relate to you a most amusing adventure I have had.

I was lately on a visit to that dear cousin of mine, the pious Countess of Boston, who, I will tell you, is quite a saint in her way, and idolized by all the starched evangelical party.

No one is more prompt with their subscriptions to missionary societies, or more frequently seen at church than my Lady Boston. She is a patroness of half a dozen associations for the administration of spiritual instruction to the poor, of Sunday schools, and the like, and has frequent prayer meetings at her house for the benefit of the godly. Among her other foibles, this goodlady — who, by the bye, is a blooming widow of thirty, and of a sanguine temperament — has a peculiar sympathy for orphans, that is provided the children are handsome and pretty behaved.

Some three years ago, she adopted a little girl, whose father, a poor halfpay officer, shot himself in consequence of losing all his savings in the South Sea Bubble, which sad event caused his wife to die of a broken heart.

The little girl, then seven years old, is now ten, and one of the most graceful, sweet little creatures you ever saw in your life. She is being educated with care by her ladyship, and is altogether a child of great promise.

Lately she adopted an equally striking and beautiful boy — a little fellow of twelve, or twelve and a half years of age and I assure you they make a vastly pretty couple.

Well my dear Phoebe, this little boy is the hero of the story I am about to relate. I had not been very long in the house when I observed that there was a remarkably good understanding between these children, and I detected glances and looks which filled me with astonishment — glances full of tenderness and longing, loving looks, full of passion and desire. Heavens! said I to myself, is it possible that these very young creatures can know what love is? brought up, too, as they are, in an atmosphere of puritanism and starched grimace! If so, truly there is but one step from the spiritual to the carnal.

It was amusing to see how the little creatures turned up their eyes during prayers, and the gravity with which they sang their hymns, and performed the devotions required of them by Lady B, of whom, by the way, they seemed to stand in considerable awe.

I resolved to watch them narrowly, and if possible, see them alone when they thought no one was in the way. A few days afterwards the chance occured.

At breakfast, Lady B. announced her intention of going down to Hazeltown, a village some three miles from Roundwood Park, and she asked me if I would like to accompany her; but as it turned out that she was only going to see and pray with some poor cottagers who were ill, I declined, making an excuse that I had promised to call on Sir William and Lady Nettletbp at Headlands.

"Well then, my dear," said my cousin, "you shall have the pony chaise, for my coach is under repair."

"But," said I, "how will you get to Hazeltown then?"

"Oh," she replied, Mrs Cantwell is to call for me and carry me there in her coach, so do not be uneasy on my account. I shall not take the children today, for Mrs Cantwell does not like children."

This arrangement suited me exactly. Soon after my cousin was gone I ordered the chaise.

While it was getting ready I thought I would go and see what the children were about, and catching a glimpse of them in the garden, I stole out, and concealing myself as well as I could amidst the shrubs and trees, approached at length within earshot. They were seated hand in hand beneath the wide spreading branches of a noble beech tree.

I listened.

"My darling Julia," the boy was saying, "what a lucky chance is this. We shall have all the morning to amuse ourselves. Aunty (they always called my cousin aunty) going to Hazeltown, and Lady Gower to see those odious old Nettletops."

"Capital!" cried Julia, and then throwing her arms round his neck, "Oh, you sweetest, sweetest boy, how happy we shall be!"

"But," said the boy thoughtfully, "where shall we pass our morning? Not here, of course.We can be seen from all the windows."

"And not indoors either, with the chance of being discovered by the servants," added Julia.

"No," said the boy, "I tell you where it shall be. You know that large old hollow oak in the glen at the southern end of the park, where the underwood is so entangled, and where nobody ever goes snice the earl died. I don't know why, but so it is, and there we can enjoy ourselves in private," and he gave the little girl a loving kiss.

I had learnt all I wanted to know, and hastened back to the house. The children seeing me get into the chaise, ran up.

"Good bye for the present, my dears, "said I, "do not get into mischief. I shall be back to dinner,ta-ta!" and I shook my hand; the mettlesome ponies dashed rapidly down the avenue, and the children, after watching the chaise till a winding in the drive hid it from their view, turned into the house.

I still watched the entrance through the trees, but soon lost sight of it, and in another minute had passed the park gates. I drove myself, and had not taken the groom with me, so that once out of the demesne, I went direct for the point where I knew they would soon arrive.

The country all round the park was very wild well wooded, so that I had no difficulty in finding a coppice wherein to conceal the pony chaise. I turned off the road, and making the reins fast to the branch of an oak, left the animals to graze, while I examined the park palings for an opening through which I could squeeze myself. At length I to a spot where two or three of the planks nad been torn down, and entering through the aperture, had just time to conceal myself in a thick bush, when my young lovers appeared. With their arms around each other's waists, they approached the old oak, and entering the hollow bark, seated themselves side by side on the mossy turf, with which this natural chamber was carpeted.

"This is bliss indeed!" cried the boy, one hand up Julia's clothes, he kissed her mouth, and her neck. "Oh, happy hour!" Then he unfastened his breeches, and behold, out sprang not the funny little thing i expected to see, but full grown, stiff, and erect prick of noble proportions.

This little fellow, this child of twelve, with his innocent girlish face, had all the essential attributes of the most stalwart manhood!

No sooner did Julia see this noble staff than she jumped up, and caressing it with rapture,she at length took it between her rosy lips. While he, excited to the highest pitch of ecstacy, tossed her clothes, and making her straddle over him, so that he could have a full view of all her charms, gamahuched her likewise.

I never saw in all my life but one girl who could compare with this pretty creature in exquisite contour and symmetry, and that was the little Chloe.

Imagine, my dear Phoebe, a little firm, rosy dimpled bottom, meandering downwards into the plumpest and finest moulded thighs in the world. Imagine a pouting, rosy, hairless cunny, most delicious ancle and tiny foot! and you may form some very slight notion of the perfections of the sweet girl.

They continued to divert themselves in this manner for at least a quarter of an hour; but at length Evelyn, for that was the name of the boy,declared he could stand it no longer, and rising up, he laid the little dear on Her back, and assisted by her beautiful hands, begag. to force his great cock into its rosy nest. And this, to my surprise, was no such very difficult fnatter, the opening, as it appeared, had been well stretched by the same rampant champion before, and now well lubricated, not only by her spendings, but by saliva from his lascivious mouth — welcomed her old acquainttance, and seemed to suck him in until the whole length of that enormous yard disappeared in her body.

I now had a complete back view of his person.

The lovely boy's breeches were down to his knees,and his thighs and charming white hemi-spheres were fully presented to my gaze. He was formed perfectly like a young girl in every respect, no harsh muscular development was visible, nothing but smooth, shining, white flesh, met the view.

A waist of singular smallness and roundness, bulging hips and posteriors which any woman might envy. And then the two dimples on either side of the loins, how deep they were! How luscious! Perfect cupid's honey-cups! And then his thighs, how rounded, mottled with health and youth; how glowing! how altogether delectable!

No frowsy hair disfigured the valley between those white hills, those globes of snow! Nor was there a vestige of it on his mons in front. With the exception of the extraordinary development of his prick, he bore in every part of him the delicate softness of a child.

Strange freak of nature to grant him this precoicity!

Nothing could be more sublime than their fucking; now fast and furious, fainter now and slow;while sighs welled up from the heart's depths, and tears of joy gushed from the fringed lids, of their beauteous eyes, while amorous pinches, touches, bites, and slapping, diversified the joys of delirious love. As for me, I must candidly confess that, wrought up to frenzy by the scene, I stole my hand to a certain place, and endeavoured to allay my desires as best I could. At length, amidst a thousand expressions of rapture, fondness, and unbounded love, they died away in bliss.

But he never drew out; in five minutes the whole scehe was enacted over again, and this time lasted rather longer. At length, when it was over, these young creatures sat down side by side, their arms around each others necks. Then it was that I I made another.discovery, which filled me with almost as much astonishment as the first. That weapon, which when erect was of such extraordinarily fine proportions, in its quiescent state shrank up into the ordinary size of any other little boys cock. Nor was there any wrinkling of the skin. It was a neat, compact little capsicum, with the foreskin well drawn over it's saucy head. So that unless excited, no person, not even my experienced cousin Lady B, who, as you know, has had her gay days, could possibly imagine or believe of what that innocent little affair was capable.

While I was pondering all these things in my mind, the saucy Julia took it in her hand, and lo!presto! out it shot like a snail from his shell; or rather, to give you a noble simile,like a roaring lion from his lair; and, like Lord Lovel's briar, it grew, and it grew, till it could grow no higher. Bang! bang! up it bounced against his smooth white belly, and lo! the little man was again ready for action.

He perfectly understood his business, the sly rogue, for making her kneel up, he now had her en levrette, spinning out-his pleasure, ever and anon stopping for awhile, then going on again.

He was so long, indeed, that I looked at my watch, and seeing it was near turned of twelve o'clock, I crept from my hiding place, and regaining the pony chaise, I turned it into the road, and handling the whip with vigour, in twenty minutes I found myself at the Nettletop's mansion.

Most luckily, they were gone out, so leaving a card, I drove off at speed until within a mile of Roundwood Park, when I allowed the ponies to breathe and approached the gates at a leisurely pace.

As I drove up the avenue, I gazed up at fhe house with curious eyes, wondering if my young culprits would come out to meet me.

"Oh, there they are, I declare," I exclaimed, as I saw them advance under the portico with the most perfect sang froid in the world, looking as innocent and lovely as two angels.

Sweet creatures! dear intriguing lambs! Who would not have admired such duplicity.I must confess they rose immeasurably in my estimation.

"I must enjoy that boy; I must have that girl to gamahuche me!" I murmured to myself, as I drove over the last hundred yards of gravel. And you know, Phebe, that when I make a resolution, I never fail to keep it. The ponies were covered with sweat, and John, who held their heads while I alighted, looked rather glum at the work I had made for him.

"Your ponies do not have enough exercise, John," said I, "see what a foam they are in with a short drive. Give them more work, man!"

"Well, my lady," said John, ruefully, "they are mucked about a bit, that's sarten; but ladies be so mighty heavy with the whip."

"Well, well, John, never mind," said I, laughing; "here, take this crown and drink my health."

The crown smoothed down the ruffled bristles of honest John, and jumping into the chaise, he drove off to the stables.

Now it chanced that the bed room I occupied was next to that in which reposed the beauteous Julia — the fireplace of my apartment backing the fireplace of hers. The architect of the house being, good worthy man, of an economical turn, had contrived in the double recess — that is to say, the recess on the left hand side, formed by my fireplace and the counterpart on hers — a bath room; ingress to which was given by a door in my chamber, and a corresponding door in her's with bolts inside.

Thus, this one bath room could be used by the tenant of either room, only if both chambers had occupants, it was necessary that they should either bathe together, or agree to take the bath at different times. This bath room was lighted by a window placed rather high up.

Having made up my mind how to act, and of course never breathing a word to Lady B. on her return home of what I had seen, I was on the watch early the next morning, listening for the splashing which announced that little Julia was performing her ablutions. About seven of the clock I heard the bath room door on her side open gently, and soon the splashing began. I crept out of bed, and stealing to the opposite door, tried to open it. The little puss had made all fast.

"Undo the bolt, Julia, my love," said I, in a subdued voice; "I am going out early this morning and cannot wait to take my bath at the usual hour, so let me come and share it with you."

"Y-e-yes, my lady! I. — I–I will open the door directly," ejaculated Julia from within, and apparently in much alarm and confusion. I waited and listened; the window, by the sound, was opened, then I heard a scrambling noise in the grape vine on the wall, and peeping out through my window blinds, I was just in time to see Master Evelyn landed after his perilous descent. The bolt began to move, and I sprang back to the bath room door.

It opened, and Julia stood before me, her middle wrapped round with her chemise.

"I did not like to come till I had put something round me," said the innocent, blushing prodigiously. "You know, my dear Lady Gower, I have not known you long, and I felt ashamed that you should see me quite naked."

"Silly child!" I exclaimed, laughing; "what is there so terrible in me, one of your own sex, that you should feel ashamed?"

She hung down her head.

"Look," said I, "I am not ashamed," and I drew my night gown over my head. As I did so I became aware that she regarded with astonishment the curly ornament which sprouted on my mons veneris. She could not take her eyes off it.

"Ah, ha! I see you are surprised at these curls;" said I, playfully patting her cheek; "when you are a woman, you will have the same ornament,my dear."

"You don't say so, my lady?"

"Oh, but it is true. "

"How very odd!"

"Not at all; 'tis you who are odd to doubt it."

"Really!"

"It is a fact."

By this time I had laid myself down in the water, and with gentle force had pulled off the chemise of the little girl. After caressing her for some time, I said. "Do you know, my love, you are a very beautiful little creature? Ah! you will make the men's hearts ache some day."

She opened wide her beautiful eyes, and looked at me with a most charming affectation of innocence and wonder — as if she could not possibly understand what I meant.

"Come, come, Julia," I exclaimed, as having got out of the bath we were rubbing each other down with the towels, "do not think to deceive me, you know what love is very well, for all the demure looks you put on, and young as you are."

"My lady!" ejaculated Julia, turning as pale as death.

"You are deeply in love with that boy, Evelyn."

"Madam!"

"Oh, I know all about it, now tell me if I go wrong, but listen; yesterday you passed upwards of two hours with him in the hollow oak. He embraced you as ardent lovers only know how, three times. He is a precocious boy, and has all the attributes of manhood. Am I correct, my dear? is this not all true?"

Julia, pale as a statue, eyed me from head to foot with an expression of the utmost terror.

"Moreover, a I went on, "your lover has been with you this morning, perhaps was with you all night, and escaped by the window when I tried the bath room door; is it not so?"

The poor child sank on her knees.

"Is not all this true?" I repeated.

"Ah! yes, yes; it is true, dear Lady Gower, how you could find it out I cannot tell; but oh, you will not be so cruel as to tell my lady!"

"Nonsense, my dear child," I cried, laughing, "do not suppose I am such a fool as to do that; but then, as I know your secret, you must do something to oblige me."

"Anything, dear Lady Gower, everything that is in my power I will do; you have only to command."

"First of all, then, my little pet, come and give me a kiss."

She sprang into my arms, naked as we were, and we sat down on the bed.

"Ah! my dear Julia, I cannot express to you how delighted I was with the oak scene. Your lover is indeed a fine fellow. Heigh ho! I wish I had such a one."

"You, my lady?"

"Yes, I myself."

"Did persons of quality then indulge in intrigues?"

"Indeed they do, my dear; and are as fond of the thing as other people."

"Really! I had no idea of it."

"To prove to you that they are, I will show you how women play together."

I had all this time been playing with her tiny pointed breasts, and smoothing her polished limbs and bottom. I now slipped my finger into her pouting cunny, and putting her hand upon my brush, I thrust my tongue into her mouth, and entwined my limbs around her girlish figure. She looked very much surprised, but seemed intuitively to fall into my wishes; first she began to comb the dark hair on my mons veneris with her fingers, then her hand slid further down, she grasped and squeezed the lips, then, after exploring all round, she finished by thrusting up her finger, and frigging me in good earnest. Meanwhile, I was also manipulating her, and with such success, that she soon began to spend. Then I threw myself back on the bed, and making her straddle over me in a reverse position, I gamahuched her with fury, while she performed the same delicious office for me. After we had thus kissed, frigged, gamahuched, and played for near an hour, we proceeded to dress ourselves.

"Now, my dear child," said I, "mind you are to look upon me as a friend and ally. Only there is one condition I must stipulate for you must share Evelyn with me. But you need not say anything to him at present, I wish to have him in my own way."

Poor little Julia did not appear to relish this part, of the stipulation very much. She saw before her a beautiful woman in the prime of life, and no doubt well skilled in the art of pleasing, and her poor little heart fluttered lest I should alienate her lover from her less ripe charms. I had, however, no intention of doing this.

The next day I took little Evelyn out for a walk with me. Whenever we came to a stile, I took care to let him have a good peep at my legs, while appearing most careful to conceal them. I saw his eyes flash each time he caught a glimpse, and something in his breeches bulged out enormously.

Having reached a very retired, lonely, rustic dell and seated myself on the grass, "Oh, dear, how hot I am!" said I, fanning myself, and pretending to put down my clothes, but in reality so arranging them as I drew up my knees, that the boy could see my thighs and all I had good between them.

"Why, Evey dear, how silly of you to stuff such great apples into your breeches pockets (and I laid my hand on the place); you will spoil the set of them,"

Evelyn blushed up to his eyes.

"Come, give me one of your apples, or pears, or whatever they are, for I am thirsty," and before he could prevent me, I thrust my hand into his pocket, "Oh, dear," said I, "it is empty; let me feel the other side."

But Evelyn declared he had nothing in the other pocket either, and that, as for the bunch., it was nothing but his shirt, which had got twisted up.

"Nay," said I, laughing, "if that is all I'll soon make it comfortable for you."

And opening his flap before he could prevent me, I had hold of his essentials in an instant.

"All rucked up, is'nt it, dear?" said I, frigging and feeling his noble prick, and casting upon him the most killing glances, full of desire.

"You sly little rogue you! Why, you are quite a man, I declare."

The boy looked shy and awkward, and blushing furiously, said never a word.

"Oh, you darling boy, I must have you, that I must!" I exclaimed, covering him with kisses, which he quickly returned; then opening wide my thighs, I drew him towards me. His noble steed entered the portal, and joy unutterable took possession of my frame. I threw first one leg, then the other, across his loins. I smacked his beauteous bottom, I tickled and frigged it, I licked his face, and put my tongue in his mouth; I played with his balls, I hugged him, I bounded, I was mad with delight.

As for the boy, he made much the same demonstrations. My experienced fucking was something quite new to him. He declared I drew his cock out quite another inch.

When all was over, I coolly asked him which was the best playfellow at that game, Julia or myself?

The boy started, and turned very pale. "What! — what do you know about Julia?" he asked.

I repeated to him all I had told his little sweetheart.

" But how can you know all that, Lady Gower,who told you?"

"Oh, nobody told me."

"Then how could you find it out?"

"Pardieu! I knew it."

"It is very extraordinary," said the boy.

"Not at all; I saw you both myself."

"You, my lady!"

"I myself. I was hid in that dense copse near the tree, and saw everything."

"Then you never went to the Nettletops after all?"

"Oh, but I did, though."

"But you could not be in two places at once.."

"Go to, silly boy! said I, laughing and kissing him;" you need not mind me; I shall never tell;and besides I shall be pleased to bring you and Julia together, and if you please you shall meet every night in my room, and we will all three play together. I know your aunty does not let you have any wine, or fruit, or nice things; come and see me at night, and you shall have as much as you please-you and Julia."

"Oh, that will be capital!" cried the boy, flinging his arms around me, and kissing me with rapture. He would have embraced me again, but fearing some one might come, I rose from the grass, and promising him as much bliss as he had strength to enjoy, I took his hand, and we returned to the house.

I cannot express to you, my dear Phoebe, how impatient I was for night; for none of the gallants of former days, not even poor old Sir Charles himself, had ever given me half the pleasure I had experienced with this lad.

It was arranged that he should come through the bath room window, instead of by the door, for his bed chamber being situated in another wing of the mansion, would have obliged him to traverse toomany corridors and staircases to be quite prudentin a house so full of prying domestics.

The children always went to bed at nine, and atten I also took my chamber candle.

I had not been five minutes in my room, whentwo gentle taps at the bath room door apprised methat my little friends were waiting; so, first havingadmitted them, I made haste to throw off my clothes, while they regaled themselves on the wine and fruit.

"Now, my dears," said I, as I fastened the door, "let us arrange our programme; but first let me ask you both, have you locked your chamberdoors,to prevent any one discovering you are not in your rooms?

They both replied in the affirmative, and added that they also had got into their beds, to make it appear as if they had been slept in.

"That is very well," said I, "now for the programme."

Scene I.

"Having stripped yourselves quite naked, you, Julia, will lie on the bed, while you, Evelyn, will fuck her in that position. I shall sit down in this arm chair, to see the performance."

Scene II.

Julia will kneel upon all fours on the bed; I shall kneel behind her and frig her with my clitoris, while Evelyn kneels behind and fucks me.

Scene III.

After sponging ourselves, we shall commence the gamahuche in this fashion. I will extend myself on the bed, Evelyn will straddle over me, presenting his posterior charms, and you, Julia, will also get over me a litle lower down and gamahuche me, while Evelyn does the same for you.

Scene IV.

We will all get into bed together, and frig, toy and play till we are sleepy, when you will both say good night, and return to your rooms.

This being the programme, we at once commenced. Julia, extended on her back, spread out her lovely limbs, displaying to advantage all her front beauties; Evelyn mounted; and was into her in a trice; while I, seated in the elbow chair, with a foot on either corner of the bed, surveyed the enchanting prospect.

I had the most distinct view of all the most secret beauties of the lovely boy, and watched with, delight, his great wiry, red-headed staff, now drawn nearly out of little Julia's rosy, budding cunny, now thrust home again. At every thrust, those white globes of his trembled with their own voluptuous plumpness, and his noble balls struck her pretty little bottom with a loud smack at every push; her legs, now raised high in air, now squeezed over his loins, kept excellent time to every lunge, while kisses, love-bites, and every imaginable titillation enhanced the lascivious beauty of the scene.

While these lovers disported themselves, I amused myself with my finger, toying with myself in the most wanton manner; then I would lean forward, and feel that great prick, as it glided in and out; then I would play with his balls, and press my great breasts against his bottom, all which appeared to give him great pleasure. At last their climax came, and ended scene one.

As soon as they had recovered themselves a little, Julia jumped up, and giving me a loving kiss, placed herself on all fours. My clitoris, which was very stiff and thick as,my thumb, protruded out at least three inches. I got behind her, and grasping those lovely hips, drove at the little rose bud, just visible between the cheeks of her exquisitely formed little bum.

Evelyn now got behind me, and graspingmy bubbies, drove his stalwart cock into my cunny; at every thrust he gave, his belly went bang, bang, against my buttocks, causing them to quiver and resound again with the strokes; then he would lay himself along my white back, and kiss my shoulders with unction.

It was a most fucktious scene, and was prolonged for some time, till Julia (whose cunny I had been frigging with my hand) exclaimed,

"Ah-ah! I'm coming! Oh, delightful bliss! A-a-ah! I-o-y! Oh-oh! ur-r-r!" and her head dropped on the pillow, while I withdrew my hand, drenched with the venusian dew.

Almost at the same moment Evelyn, who had been thrusting with great rapidity, also began to give tongue.

"Oh, my darling lady! U-r-r! sweet creature, this is bl-bl-i-ss, bliss in-deed! Hah "He spent into me a warm, comforting summer shower.

My own climax just then meeting his, we spent together, and I, falling forward on the beauteous form of Julia, lay entranced — transported into the seventh heaven! Scintillations of light danced before my eyes; I seemed to be in a beautiful garden, abounding with the loveliest and most fragrant flowers. Luscious fruit hung from the trees on every side, and living pricks with gorgeous wings fluttered from branch to branch, ever and anon alighting upon some lovely garden nymph, and sacrificing to the god of love; calling to mind the celebrated picture of the "Love Birds" by Kaulback.

This beautiful vision so entralled me that I lay still for some minutes. It was an ecstaey — it was peep into Paradise! never shall I forget that blissful swoon. What a wonderful thing is sensual delight! All the graces and the gods preside over it.

We now went into the bath and refreshed ourselves, for the crowning joys of the gamahuche. How rosy, how blooming we all looked when we emerged from the cool fresh water!

We were all three melting with voluptuous sensations, and I flung myself back on the bed, with an abandon that was ready for anything.

Soon I felt the delicious flesh of the beauteous boy over my face; his lovely cock, hard and white as an ivory ruler, was before rne; I seized on its carmine head with my lips, I nestled my face between those ravishing hills of animated snow. I opened wide my thighs, and soon felt the nimble little tongue of the sweet Julia, rolling round my clitoris and nymphae like lambent fire.

Nor was Evelyn idle, for taking her little cunny in his mouth, he so sucked and gamahuched her, that the sweet creature ground her teeth with the pleasure, so that I really feared she would bite me.

"But one cannot be perfectly happy in this world," as poor Sir Charles was wont to say, for in a short quarter of an hour our climax came. Evelyn spent in my mouth, Julia on his tongue, and I on hers! — and here ended scene the third.

We now got into bed, hugging and kissing each other. I was playing with Evelyn's now reduced and miniature prick, when suddenly a thought seemed to strike him, and it grew rapidly in my hand.

"What is it, my dearest boy?" said I.

He placed his lips close to my ear, and whispered that, "he should like to fuck my breasts."

No sooner said than done. I squeezed them together, he got over me, and inserting his yard between them, commenced moving backwards and forwards for some minutes, Julia tickling him behind, when suddenly, jet! jet! out shot his juice and deluged my neck all over!

This was the finish, and all of us feeling much fatigued with our sports, Julia went to bed, Evelyn made his exit by the window, and I, after a good ablution, put on a clean bedgown and retired to rest, just as the stable, clock chimed the hour of midnight.

But this letter has been much too long for your patience, my dear Phoebe, so adieu.

Your loving friend,

Lesbia.