cook, "we shall be both
sent off." Just then we did hear some sort of noise, cook sat up and
listened. "It is nothing," said she, and with a grin laid down. I drew
off my night-shirt, standing then naked, and Harriet laying down with a
modest look; I felt encouraged, extinguished the light, and jumped into
bed by the side of Harriet. The bed was so small I was obliged to hold
on to her, to prevent myself falling out. She turned round her bum
towards me and got close to the cook, which gave me more room; and for a
minute we all three lay as close as three herrings in a barrel.

Darkness encourages baudiness. Harriet had tucked her clothes tight
round her, but I could feel her bum outside, and there did not seem much
of it. I tried to push my fingers between its cheeks, and there was
much struggling and quiet complaining on her part, and joking on mine.
Harriet appealed to the cook to help her, but she only chaffed and
chuckled. At length putting my hand towards the bottom of the bed, I got
hold of her night-gown end, gave it a pull, and it came clean up, the
next moment my naked body met hers from her heels to her waist. She gave
a howl, cook said, "I'll go into young devilskin's room, and leave you
to take care of him," got up and went across to my room, and into my
bed; and there was Harriet and I in bed alone.

She seemed furious, I felt her over, she was powerless, I dared her
to call out, and at last in one of her writhings to escape my fingers,
getting on her back; I rolled on to her and pinned her under me with my
weight; but her legs were tightly closed, and so for a moment I laid
my stiff prick between the shelving of her thighs, the tip just laying
buried in the hair of her cunt.

"I can feel your cunt with my prick, I am on it, let me do it," said I,
and struggled to force her limbs open with my knees.

"No," said she. Again I asked and got a request to get off. "Not if I
lay here all night," said I. I did lay for some minutes, she complaining
of my being heavy, and hot; I every minute trying to wriggle my prick
between her legs, coaxing and kissing, and begging. "What made you think
of coming here with both of us in bed?" said she at length. "Wanting
you." "It's funny," said she, "and Mrs. ------ downstairs." "You know,"
said I, "that unless you bawl she cannot hear." At length I told her
that if I did not do it inside, I must do it outside, and began shoving
my prick up and down, which made her restless.