he had scarcely put herself in
that attitude before putting her foot down, she came to the bed, put one
foot up, and there continued unlacing it,--and there was her cunt just
visible, and within a foot of my greedy eyes, whilst she leisurely
unlaced the boot on the bed, the other foot on the floor. Had I placed
her there for the purpose I could not have done it better.

"Oh! don't," said Jenny, "take your foot off." "What's the matter?"
replied she as if just noticing Jenny's excitement, "you've got one of
your foolish fits on I think." "You will dirty the bed,--take your foot
off." "Nonsense it's quite dry, besides it's on my chemise,--I wish
you'd go and make tea, if you are in such a hurry,--one would think you
had got St. Vitus' dance,"--for Jenny in her agitation, and also to make
noise to prevent any indiscreet movement of mine being noticed, had kept
moving about noisily and restlessly the whole time.

Silenced, she said no more, but still walked restlessly about, went at
the back of her sister, and glared at the valance where she guessed my
eyes were peeping. Her face was the picture of anxiety. But I did not
look at that long, I was rivetted on her sister's form and dark-haired
cunt; that cunt was at times slightly opened by the attitude she was in,
and altered its shape as she moved. I saw the thick dark hair curling
away until I lost sight of it in the direction of her arse-hole, and I
could smell her cunt again I swear, my excitement grew intense, I could
not keep my hand from my prick, I knew the delicate position I was in,
the injury I should do the poor girl if found out;--but a spend in sight
of that cunt and splendid pair of thighs I must have. I just touched
myself, holding my breath restraining all emotion, gave one or two
frigs, and a shower of sperm fell over my trowsers. If any man might
be pardoned for having a solitary pleasure, it was I, placed in such a
lust-stirring situation.

CHAPTER XXI.

Further undressing.--Slippers wanted.--Toilet operations.--
The effects of hash and beer.--A windy escape.--Feeling for
the pot.--Sisters exeunt.--A crushed hat, and soiled
trowsers.--A narrow escape.--My benevolent intentions
towards Jenny's sister.

I thought I had had my pleasure in silence, but I was wrong, I was
heard, I had given a slight sigh. The anxious ears of poor Jenny heard
it. She made increased noise whilst her sister went tranquilly on, and
unlaced her b