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We continued exchanging the sweetest vows of affection, until, seeing my
prick rising to its usual stiffness, she said—
"Oh, my darling, you must put this away; it would be most imprudent to
continue any longer. Now, let me button it up."
First stooping and kissing it, she put it into my trousers with some
difficulty, buttoned me up, and we strolled towards the house.
Our conversation turned on our chance of fresh encounters. She begged I
would not think of attempting anything of the kind next day, and she
would try and arrange for the day after, although my sisters were terribly
in the way.
I suggested she should keep me in as when she flogged me, nay, indeed,
she should flog me in reality if she liked.
She laughed at my idea, but said something might be done in that way as
a blind. So I said—
"I will neglect my lesson on purpose to furnish an excuse."
"We shall see—we shall see. Meanwhile, remember to be very prudent."
We reached the house; she retired to her room until mamma returned.
Very kind inquiries were made, she said she had suffered severely from
headache, but, on the whole, felt better and hoped that a good night's
rest would put her all to rights. We all retired early, both mamma and
the girls were tired with their drive and shopping. I had resumed my bed
in the little dressing-room, and went to sleep with thoughts of my
delicious day's doings, to dream of re-enacting them with every amorous
excess that the utmost lubricity could suggest.
The next day Miss Evelyn began to resume her former looks—the
struggle was at an end. She was very gentle in her manner, and seemed
even more affectionate than usual to my sisters, who, fancying she was
not very well, were attentive, rather trying to anticipate her wishes than
following them.
There was rather a greater appearance of reserve than previously in her
manner to me, but when I went up to her to repeat my lessons, there was
a warmer clasping of my waist and a suppressed manner that showed she