w everything about
her from her birth, and about all her family; it was as if for the
first time in her life she had had a confident.

"What shall I do with your money?" "Put it with the rest." "But he knows
what I've got,--we always tell each other." "Keep it to get a good stock
of clothes before you are married." "But he knows all about my clothes."
"Put it in a little at a time, or don't tell him till you are married;
then say you kept him in ignorance for a pleasant surprise, or tell him
nothing at all about it,--you will have more than that." "I don't want
your money, I fear it will bring me harm."

"Well give it back to me Jenny." But Jenny did not seem to see the
advantage of that; so she kept it, and had more besides in time.

"What will become of me and poor John?--he'd die if he knew how ill
I behave to him,--now don't,--you do upset a body so a talking, and
putting your fingers there,--oh! leave me alone,--no no more." "Once
more dear,--how hot your little cunt is,--it's longing for a prick." "Oh
I take care of my cap, you will tear it,--I'll take it off." "What a
fat backside you've got Jenny,--how wet your cunt is,--shove, shove,
fuck,--where is my prick Jenny now?" But Jenny became speechless always
after three cock-shoves, and began moistening the intruder with all her
cunt-power.

After fucking she was tranquil for a time; sperm seemed to soothe her,
but then she had funks. "Oh I dear what have you made me do? oh! if I am
in the family way!--oh! if he finds it out, he won't marry me! and he is
such a good young man, and so fond of me,--o--o---ho--ho!--I've behaved
very bad to him,--and I didn't mean,--oho!--it's all your fault, oho!
--I didn't know what I was about,--I never do when it lightens,--oho! Do
you think he will find it out when we are married?" she would ask in
her calmer moments, after she had cried herself out. This scene occurred
every day I fucked her for a time, then less frequently.

I tried to comfort her, told facts, and many inventions of my own, of
how I had had women, who afterwards married and whose husbands had never
known that they had been broached.

"Is it true really!--oh! do tell me the truth,--if he finds it out I
will drown myself, I'm sure he will,--it's all your fault,--you must be
a bad man to take advantage of a poor girl in the house alone." "But if
you're not in the family way, he can't find out until you are married,
and then it will be too late. You won't tell