'I will, dear Queenie, but I want to piddle very badly — let me do that first, and then I shall be more at my ease to proceed with my stupid narration.'
'Of course, that necessity must be complied with,' I said, 'but why not say piss instead of piddle, it is shorter and simpler. I want to do something in that line myself, so after you have done, I will perform.
Here's the poe, but I want you to do it standing — so. I will hold it for you.'
I turned her in such a direction as to afford those who I knew were watching every movement, a good view of the interesting performance, and held the Poe between her legs, but below her knees, saying: 'Now, Frances, piss away.'
She stooped forward a little and immediately a clear amber stream darted from the hair-covered lips of her cunt and with a gurgling rush rattled into the utensil I held to receive it.
This diversion so tickled the fancies of our unseen observers, that they both laughed out. The flow at once stopped. Frances looked aghast.
'Oh! Queenie, what's that? Somebody is watching us; have you peep holes here?'
Observing my smile, she said, looking most reproachful, 'Why did you not tell me? Who is it, Queenie? O tell me, who has been listening?'
She was cut short by the opening of the door, and the sudden entrance of Lord Ferrars and Dick, dressed only in their shirts.
'We have intruded, dearest Queenie, and best loved Frances,' said Lord Ferrars, in his graceful manner, 'not only to answer for ourselves, but to beg your kind permission to take part in this most delightful conference.'
I smiled a welcome, but Frances only threw herself into my arms, and burying her face in my bosom, exclaimed, in a voice broken by sobs: 'Oh, Queenie! — why did you not tell me — they were listening. I have spoken very foolishly and said many things I should never have uttered.'
'Make your mind easy, my sweet little pet,' replied Lord Ferrars, putting his arm around her and drawing her on his knee as he sat down by my side, 'you did not utter one word that could offend me, but a great many that proved how good and trustworthy you are. In very truth, I never loved you more highly than I do at the present moment.
And now that our secret is found out, I am all the better pleased. Our noble-hearted friends here will love you and do all they can to make you happy.'
'That we will, dear Frances, and now, let me introduce you to my husband. He has not seen you in your present costume until now, and I perceive he is admiring you all over. Give him your hand, my pet.'
She looked at Lord Ferrars, as if for direction. 'Give it to him,' he said, 'and not only your hand, my love, but with it every other favour it is in your power to bestow, for he is worthy of it — he is my best loved and most trusted friend.'
She laid her hand in a coy manner in my husband's outstretched palm.
As he took hold of it, he drew her gently toward him. She gave one wistful glance at Lord Ferrars, and she slipped off his knee and yielded to Dick's embrace. But as his lordship nodded approvingly when he saw his friend's hand gliding toward her secret charms, while at the same instance his roving hand found a resting place between my thighs, she turned to him with a bright expression on her face and said, 'He tells me to love you, Dr Harpur, and I do, for you have been always good and kind to me. I don't know how well you prescribed for me when I was sick, nor how gallantly you rescued me from those horrid Spanish sailors:
He folded her in his arms, as he replied, 'My sweet Frances, I always liked you for my friend's sake, now I love you for your own; and my good wife, as you see, does not object — we are quite in accord in the matters. But don't call me Dr Harpur anymore, call me Dick; and now, my pet, we want you to favour us, by continuing your interesting narrative, which we somewhat rudely interrupted.
'Oh, I cannot before you and Lord Ferrars; he might not like it.'
'On the contrary, Frances, I join heartily with my friend Dick in requesting you to give us as full a narrative as you can of all your adventures. You have already told me many of them, but I would gladly hear them again in a more connected form: and I need hardly say — tell everything that happened to you as fully as possible. I know that you have been forced on several occasions to comply with the wishes of others; but, as I have often said, in place of that making me love you less, I like and enjoy you all the more. Your dear little cunt is so beautifully made that the oftener it is used the more capable it grows of giving the highest delight to everyone who has the happiness of entering it.'
'My lord, you are always generous and good; I will do the best I can to please you and these kind friends; so to continue — Anna told me on the way, that she, being Mrs Simpson's favourite, was the only one beside herself who was permitted to keep the key which opened the doors of these closets; and as Mrs Simpson was especially particular about this one, she warned me to avoid speaking or making any noise whatever.
'As soon as my eyes became accustomed to the opening, which was more carefully hidden than the others, I perceived a fine-looking man negligently reclining on a broad sofa, which was plentifully furnished with the softest cushions. He had nothing on but a silk dressing gown and embroidered slippers.
'Mrs Simpson sat between his widely separated legs. She was fondling his prick with her hands. It seemed of the ordinary size, but it was remarkable for the whiteness of its enfolding skin, and the bright carnation tint of its glossy head. It looked soft however, and could not stand without support.
'This want of stiffness she was trying to remedy by her skilful appliances. She did not trust alone to the action of her hands, for she had with her two young girls whom she had trained for this very purpose. One of this she called Haidee, after Byron's favourite; she was a well-formed girl of fourteen, whose cunt was fully developed but as yet unobscured by any trace of hair and thus well suited to please the oriental taste of the ex-ambassador. This girl was now seated in front of them with what little dress she had tucked up about her waist.
'Mrs Simpson, having directed her to lean back and spread her thighs as widely as she could, with her legs resting on the arms of a chair, said,
'Look, my lord, at Haidee's pretty little fat cunt, how fresh and fair it is!
How voluptuously the soft lips swell out on either side of the glowing chink! And how red and moist the slit appears! Your lordship's prick will enjoy forcing its way in between its clinging folds, I expect, when we have stiffened it up a bit. And here is sweet Flora, who, though six months younger, possesses a beautifully formed and most luscious little love-trap. Come here my pet, sit on the arm of the sofa that his lordship my fondle and kiss your sweet little quim.' 'This young girl, as blooming as Hebe, sprang on the sofa, and presenting her soft and glowing little cunny to his face, asked how his lordship would like to have it, in front or rear? ''In front at first, my love; sit on the arm of the sofa, and place your legs on my shoulders.' 'Then he plunged his face between her thighs and sucked vigorously at the voluptuous furrow, drawing all the soft parts into his open mouth, while she put her hands on his head — playing with the locks of his hair, as he twisted her peach-like bottom in the most lascivious manner — muttering, all the time, 'I do love to feel your lordship nibbling at my clitoris, and pushing your tongue up my cunt.' 'Mrs Simpson now redoubled her efforts to invigorate his lordship's tool by various skilful touches and light pinches of all the sensitive parts within reach. It gradually stiffened and began to stand erect. She then asked if he would like Haidee to mount across his loins and receive his prick in her cunt, while he still amuse himself with the charms of the younger girl. He lazily consented and stretched himself along the sofa, drawing Flora down until her bottom rested on his face.
'Haidee then got over him, and soon, with Mrs Simpson's aid, engulfed his lordship's yielding tool in her lascivious gap; that being accomplished, she placed her hands on Flora's shoulders, and worked her body slowly up and down. Meantime Flora was not idle, for with active loins she rubbed her moist and savoury cunt over and about his lordship's mouth and nose.
''Now, Haidee,' said Mrs Simpson, 'tell his lordship, what you feel.' ''I feel — a nice prick stirring about in my cunt; when I sit down, I feel it pushing up — Oh! — that is good; now I rise up, and it slips back. Then I drive it up again, and press hard to get in all I can — there do you like that, my lord? Does this kind of fucking please you?' ''Yes, Haidee, it is admirable; your cunt seems actually alive; I feel it biting and pinching my prick all round.' ''And Flora, how are you getting on?' asked Mrs Simpson. 'Tell his lordship how you like his gamahuching you.' ''Oh, it is delightful. I like so much to feel the hair of your beard, my lord, rubbing my bottom and your tongue moving in my cunt. it feels like a prick — push it further in — oh! that's nice! Yes, gamahuche me, while you fuck Haidee. Now you
