'I, on my own part, allowed my eager hand to seek out his standing rod, and quickly freeing it from its imprisonment, moulded and fondled it, squeezing its hardness into the palm of my hand and flicking my finger over its bulging head.
'The more I pulled and teased it the hotter it seemed to make him, and releasing me for a moment he drew off his coat and placing it on the ground tumbled me upon it and was astride me.
'I felt his prick bang against my bare thighs, and opening my legs for the assault, wove my arms about his body and allowed him to place the head of his rod at my sexual cleft.
'My drawers seemed to bother him and he begged me to remove them which I accordingly did, and allowing him to run his hands all over my lower bareness I begged him to go ahead and fuck me.
'Little did I know, at that time, of the pain that attended the first attempt at this act, and thinking, silly girl, that it was loaded only with pleasure and ecstacy, I willingly urged him to possess me.
'Frank, on his part, naturally judged that I was no stranger to this, and getting his prong in place held me tight to him and began the insertion of his member.
'The tightness of my cleft surprised me, and also him, I suppose, but growing frantic with desire he lifted himself high on my body, and with one drive-oh, how can I ever, ever describe it to you! — he drove his rod up into me and deprived me of my maidenhead!
'Oh, the pain of that sudden and unexpected assault! I screamed; I cried; I moaned, but all to no avail, for the animal in him was dominant and he drove away at me like mad and I soon felt his charge spurt and bubble into me in great jets, soothing somewhat the damage done by his tearing prick.
'I seemed paralysed from the waist downward, and try as I might, could not in the least move about my lower body. Frank gyrated on me to a second bursting of his sexual pods, then abruptly withdrawing, he ran to the boat and I was left crying and moaning on the grass.
'I strove weakly to rise to my feet, only to fall back again, and upon my second attempt found I was restrained by the presence of the second boy, who with standing prick was forcing me again on my back on the grass.
'I tried to mumble some excuse or subterfuge to him, but the sudden insertion of his standing rod, reopening and again distending the tiny cleft that had been so sorely assaulted by the brutal Frank, put an end to my complaints and I guess I must have swooned, for when I awoke he was standing beside me drying his penis on his handkerchief.
'He assisted me to my feet, but upon me again collapsing ran for Frank, who returned alone, having evidently left his friend to guard the boat.
' “What is the matter?” he asked me in a frightened manner. “Have you hurt yourself, Anna?” And he seated himself beside me, and took me in his arms and kissed me.
' “Oh, oh, oh,” I cried, “I am hurt; terribly hurt. You have split me, I know it! I am all bleeding and I feel awful! You tore me, Frank!” And weeping, I buried my head in his arms.
'He attempted to console me, and leaving me for an instant, told his friend to row the boat about for a while alone so as he could stay with me until I had a chance to recover.
'His friend rowed away, and Frank, taking me in his arms, soon had me back to my senses, and I was agreeably surprised as the sense of pain departed my quim, and his kisses and caresses soon had me again seeking out his prick Finding to my satisfaction that it was in a state of agreeable hardness-and shameful as it may be for me to confess- before his friend returned I had him give me another taste of that charm that had so brutally abused me.
'That, Mr. Anderson and Grace, is the story of my maidenhead, and now having told it, I beg you, Grace, to detail to us the tale of losing yours.'
'Oh, oh,' said Grace, suddenly brought to her senses by Anna's remark, 'I am… am too…' And I gently removed my hand from a part of that young lady's person that was just spouting forth its torrent of sexual dew. 'I am… am…”
'You are spending,' I laughed. 'I am surprised at you, Anna, to ask a girl to tell you of the loss of her maidenhead, when the story you have just told has caused her to wet all over her thighs!'
'With the assistance of your fingers,' sniffed Anna. 'That's the thanks I get for doing all the work!' And she tossed about as if offended, but we knew her too well to mind her.
Grace gently displaced my fingers, and arranging her dress, kissed her friend warmly and prepared to begin her tale.
My own gorge had been brought to spending point by Anna's tale, and before allowing her to begin, I drew out my swollen bolus, and throwing Anna flat on her back beside the eager Grace, I opened her thighs and in an instant was within her and almost immediately gave into her spending quim an enormous charge of my boiling balm.
We then both dried ourselves, and setting our apparel to rights, began to listen to Grace's story.
'I am not at all as fortunate as Anna,' she said laughingly, 'and I did not, in my early youth, have the opportunity of observing any of the things that she saw, or of having instructions in those things that are common knowledge to all girls of these days.
'As you very well know, Anna,' she said significantly, 'I have never, never told even you of the manner in which I was deprived of my maidenhead, as you term it, and up to this time have kept it a secret to myself.'
'But you're going to, now?' asked Anna curiously, looking at her in a startled manner. 'Surely, Grace…”
'Oh, yes, I am,' said Grace, 'I am going to tell you all about it. Every bit. When I was a child, I was not in a position to play about like Anna, and my family not having a wealth of money, I was somewhat ashamed to go with the other girls of my set. Clothes, you know, and things. Well, when I was sixteen, having gone to movies and such, I had occasion to go with a boy friend of mine to a chop suey restaurant, situated at the comer of- and — Streets.
'There were a number of girls that used to go there, and this boy I was with, although no particular sweetheart or friend of mine, naturally took me there simply to eat; having been in there with other girls and boys at different times, I had never noticed anything out of the way there, and to be frank, neither did I now; that is, with one exception. A Chinaman (or at least that is what I judged him to be), when I had occasion to return from the lavatory, gave me a rather peculiar look, and I, paying no attention to it, returned to my seat.
'Well, nothing happened on this occasion, but one evening, when for the first time I had gone there alone, this man went so far as to speak to me. I, of course, did not in the least answer him, having heard tales of the wickedness of these Chinamen, but the manner in which he addressed me was courteous and refined and in reality I had nothing to be offended at.
'Remember, I was still a virgin, and totally ignorant of all things sexual-with the exception that I had heard discussed the sexual act, and knew mistily how it was performed, but had never, as yet, had the pleasure or pain of enacting any part of it.
'At that time I thought nothing of the man's actions, never having it in mind that he may have been attracted to me on account of my looks or appearance, but now knowing what I do, I know that this must have been what was in his mind at the time.
'Perhaps a few weeks passed by, and although I frequented the place on a number of occasions, he never addressed me again, until one day, happening to be there all alone when I came to pay my check, he tendered me a little package and begged me to accept it, saying that it was a present for me.
'I, alive with curiosity, unwrapped it immediately in his presence, and found that it was a beautiful jade ring, evidently worth some money.
' “Oh, how pretty!” I could not help saying. “But Mr. Mott (for this was his name), I could never accept this. It would not be right.”
'“Why not?” he asked in perfect English. “I like you and would like you to have it, and no one will ever know where it came from-that is — unless you tell them.”
'I was really struggling with myself as to whether to accept it or not, as you must bear in mind what I have told you about my conditions at home, but once I had slipped it on my finger it was indeed too pretty to take off, so I kept it.
'This was evidently quite pleasing to him, and he beamed upon me with the utmost satisfaction, and leaning over the counter said in a low voice, “Miss Grace, you are a very nice girl and I like you; like you a whole lot. If ever there is a time that you will let me help you, just let me know and I am sure that you will not be
