' Oh, how nice,' said Laura, when Flora had finished.
' It is indeed very clever,' said Maud, 'and I am sure Madame Marcelle, who is an experienced woman, ought to know better than recommend anything that would do us harm. So, Flora dear, I begin to think that the dildoe must be good for one- Come Flora dear, after reading that poem I am all impatient to see its effect, and you are to be the first to try it you know, and Laura shall be your lover. I will be content for this time to look on, but I will equip you for the encounter. Laura dear, let me buckle on your sword.
TABLEAU IV
The three young ladies were now in a frame of mind well suited for the experiment.
Laura stood up, whilst Maud fastened the dildoe carefully on her, fixing the straps firmly round her polished thighs, and making the manly curly hair with which the base of the instrument was adorned, cover the soft down which Laura's pretty cunt was decorated.
Laura then stood erect, with the dildoe standing out in front of her, and as she surveyed its head defiantly erect, she with great propriety misquoted Byron: ' And now do I stand erect, and for once assume the Godlike attitude of freedom and of Man'
As Laura stood with the magnificent priapus stiff before her, with her soft skin, tapering thighs, long silky hair, and glorious bubbies, she certainly looked a curious being. Out of harmony with the eye's experience, but not repulsive, quite the contrary, the figure of a centaur-a combination of man and horse is certainly a monster, but at the same time it wins our admiration by its magnificent proportions and the boldness and originality of the conception.
Flora laid back, and although she was somewhat alarmed at the size of the instrument before her, she did not shrink from the experiment, but Laura seemed in no hurry to begin.
She kept waltzing round the room, posing in all sorts of picturesque attitudes a la Menken in Ma- zeppa, and caressing her newly acquired ornament in a most amusing manner.
' Well, my dear girls,' said Laura, ' this is a most novel sensation, I wonder how on earth the men can manage to keep such a monstrous thing as this so carefully from our eyes. I think if I had such an appendage constantly by me I should not know how to carry it, much less conceal it'
' Oh, but you silly girl,' said Flora, ' don't you know that when a man's prick is not excited by contact with our sex, or by thoughts of lascivious pleasure, that it is not stiff and big, but comparatively very small indeed; I am sure you must know that when he is so excited the thing cannot be concealed, for we can observe its outline under the trousers. Oh, I shall never forget a joke that happened to me. I took part in some private theatricals with a gentleman, a very fine man, and well armed, I should say with a concern as big or bigger than the one you have on. We played one scene, a love scene, together-the costume was French, and he wore white worsted pants, with a blue military coat, the skirts of which were turned back in lappels, so as to quite expose his thighs and legs in his very tight worsteds. As he made love he got excited, and I could see his machine grow and swell in his tights until it was quite apparent, and its shape could be seen quite plainly, and I was not the only one that saw it, for the ladies in the stalls giggled and blushed, and put their fans in front of their faces, and the gentlemen laughed outright, though nobody of course thought of hinting at what they saw. I know I blushed, and was very glad when the scene was over, though it was by no means displeasing to see the influence I had, and I could not resist a certain loving feeling to handle the sensitive plant that I saw grow '
'Yes,' said Maud,' I am sure we all have noticed the effect you mention, I supposed it has chanced to all of us sometime or other to sit on a gentleman's lap, and frequently we have felt the thing we sat near grow quite hard and stiff, and I know some silly girls who have made great blunders from that, like the girl who told her lover she should sit much more comfortable on his lap if he would take the flute out of his pocket.' The all laughed heartily at this.
'Well, altogether,' said Laura, holding out her appendage at full length, ' it must be very funny to be a man, and wear such a thing as this. I'll try and describe the sensations as I imagine it.'
Flora had a pianoforte in her boudoir, to this Laura walked, and improvised this song, to the air:
