ay, I thought I saw the bed-room door close, and it occurred to me,
that the elder had been watching; she looked letcherously at me as I
came out.

I went one day soon after, and found Sarah alone. She made some excuse
about her sister being obliged to go to work. I was going away angry,
when she asked me to look at her new boots and stockings. Amused at
her vanity, I looked and she put them on. "Them fits fine," said she,
showing her legs amply. I was not excited about it, and was going.
"Ain't you never going to ha me agin?" said she. "I've no money." "We
are old friends, never mind money, if I hadn't got you Martha we moight
ha been good friends still,--ar wish a hadn't." "You did it to save us,"
said I. "Ah, but yer shouldn't leave old friends, and I ha watched and
made yer both comfortable." Well, thought I, this is an invitation to
fucking,--she had a wonderful slip in her cunt, and I began to rise.
"You have lots of friends," said I. "I take my oath, that no friend has
seen me since the day you got my sister; ain't I been allus on watch for
yer, did yer ever pass without seeing me?"

A woman who wants fucking is not easy to resist, even if she is ugly and
middle-aged. There she sat, the picture of health, her petticoats nearly
up to her knees; I had never before seen them excepting in coarse blue
woolen stockings. I rolled her clothes up, saw the big thighs, the next
instant had my fingers in the slit; up knocked my doodle. She shut the
shutter, locked the door, and with a pleased look got on to the bed. Her
cunt struck me as quite a novelty, and I got ready for insertion.

"You like her better than me," said she. It was a poser, but a man
always likes the woman he is going to poke better than any other, and so
I denied it. "Why don't you do to me what you do to she then?" "What
is that?" "You knows." "No." "Yes you do." "I feel it like this." "More
than that." "What?" "You know." "I don't, tell me." There was a pause.
It came into my head that she knew I had licked Martha's quim, and it
had such an effect on me, that down went my doodle, and I was almost
ashamed to look at her; for as said, until I licked Martha, I had never
done such an act, and did it with a sort of belief that I was a great
beast, and should have said so of any man who did anything of the sort.
Indeed after spending in her mouth, I had felt so very much disgusted
with myself, that I left off the licking altogether, and had made the
girl pro