h stood looking at
my prick and me. I kept on asking, and offering the money,--no one would
see us,--one could watch,--and so on.
"Do you live about here?" said one. "No, I am going to see a friend at
------" (naming a place about two miles off.) "Weren't you never up here
before?" "Never in my life,--here is your shilling,"--and I gave it her.
"Here is yours." She would not take it. "Take it Molly." She took it.
"Oh! let me have you," said I selecting that one now for my addresses.
"This is a bloody lark," said she, "_what do you take_ us for young
man?" "Let me fuck you." Both stood still looking at me and my prick.
"Some one will catch us," said one moving out from the tombs, and
looking up and down the pathway to see if any one was near, and
then came back. I had got close to the other. "Now Molly," said one
anxiously, "what are you about?" "Oh! he's made me all overish." "Well
if you'd been three months away from your old man as I have, there would
be some excuse." "Never mind,--you won't blab,--you stand there, and
call if you see any one." "The grave-digger will catch you." "No I saw
him right over by the church." "Come away." "No,--you go and watch." And
so we talked for a few seconds, but I never put my prick out of sight.
"Well," said the other moving out of sight into the narrow path between
the monuments, "you'll get into a mess." "No I shan't,--I'll let him for
the lark of the thing."
The instant she had gone round the corner the selected one laid hold of
my prick. "Do it quick,--some one may come," said she as she grasped it.
"Lie down". "No I won't,--it's dirty." "No it's dry,--the grass is quite
hay." I stripped off my coat, made it into a bundle, and placed it for
her head. "There,--there," I said, and pulled her down. She made no
resistance. I saw white thighs and belly, black hair on her cunt; and
the next minute I was spending up her.
"Shove on," said she, "I was just coming,"--and she was wriggling and
heaving, "go on." I could always go on pushing after a spend in those
days, my prick would not lose its stiffness for minutes afterwards; so I
pushed till I thought of doing her a second time; but her pleasure came
on, her cunt contracted, and with the usual wriggle and sigh she was
over, and there were we laying in copulation, with the dead all around
us; another living creature might that moment have been begotten, in its
turn to eat, drink, fuck, die, be buried and rot. Suddenly she jerked
|