oots without taking any notice or hearing me, whilst the
last drop of sperm was running over, and I was still looking at her
cunt, and sniffing.

Then she stood looking at her boots. "Ah! this one wants soling,--where
are my slippers?--where did I put them?" They were just under the
bed, close by me. "Here they are," said Jenny rushing to the side, and
pulling them out she gave them to her sister who took them, but instead
of putting them on pulled off both her stockings. "I'll wash these
to-night," said she, "and darn them the first thing to-morrow,--I'll cut
my corns." "Oh! do come down and have tea,--you can cut your corns after
you have washed your feet to-night,--oh! put something on, and come." "I
won't be long,--you go and make tea." "No I shan't, I know you'll be
an hour,--it will be spoiled." "I can cut them so much better by
daylight,--I cut my toe last Saturday night you know," and without more
ado she walked round the foot of the bed to the other side, where in
front of the window was a small dressing-table, a looking-glass, and a
chair by the side of it. She was now absolutely naked from head to foot.
As she neared the window she said, "Oh! how delicious the air is blowing
upon one's skin,--I quite hate putting on my chemise again." Jenny still
kept moving about, and shuffling her feet; but the sister engrossed in
herself, kept on talking about her dress, her Tom, the place she was
going to on the morrow, and seemed to notice nothing. At length she
placed one foot on the chair by the window, and began cutting her corns.
And now I had a view of her backside and naked form from that side of
the bed.

When she had finished one foot, she put it down, and sat on the edge of
the bed. "Poof! how hot it makes me stooping,--it makes me sweat,--but
I'll do the other,--drat the tight boots, they make corns,"--and up went
the other foot. Out went my head, and up went the valance, but I was
fearful of being seen, so took out my pen-knife, and cut a long slit in
the valance. Then my eye was never still to her buttocks, but I could
not see her seat of pleasure so well, so I took to the floor again, and
saw her cunt better.

Then she stood for a minute looking over a little white blind into the
gardens. "There is Mrs. B----- and her daughter walking." "Oh! pray put
something on,--if they should see you." "Impossible they can't,"--and
she stooped down, and began operating on the other corn. The cunt opened
a little and s