tone.

"I won't tell if you let me,--don't be a fool,--I will have you. If
there is a row I will say I found you with Robert, and you and he will
go out neck and crop. If they think badly of me I don't care; I shall
leave, and in a few months they will overlook it; but you will have no
character: you have been seen in the cart-shed with Robert." She started
at that. "It's a story," said she, "who saw me?" and then she began to
cry.

I pulled up my night-shirt, threw myself besides her, and pulled up
her night-gown. My hand in an instant was on her cunt, her thin thighs
closed to prevent me, but she was silent. "I will have you," said I
laying on her, and forcing open her knees with mine. Her resistance grew
less. "I can't help myself", said she, "you are a blackguard, all the
women say you are,---don't,--oh! don't hurt me." "Nonsense, you have had
a prick up it before." "No man has ever touched me." "Let me feel then."
Her thighs slightly opened, I put a finger on it. "You have a very
little cunt." "Don't be rough," said she. At length my belly met hers,
my hand was round her slender bum, my prick on the slit. I pushed, it
did not enter as I expected, then I felt her cunt roughly, and made her
cry out. "What a small cunt you have," I said, and with a violent lunge
pushed up it. She gave a suppressed gasp. "Oh! you hurt, oho." I pushed
home, fucked and finished triumphantly, for I had had her in spite of
herself. We had spoken in whispers till she split, and then her cry was
sharp, and loud.

I drew my prick out and myself upon my knees, to see how the cunt
looked. She did not close her legs. By the light of the small candle I
could see she had not much more hair on her cunt than a girl of
sixteen years old. I laid by her side talking to her, then noticing my
night-shirt said, "You are poorly." "Nothing of the sort." To put my
fingers up to verify that, and look at them was the work of a moment.
"Then I have made you bleed." "You have hurt me very much, you brute."

I did not like the girl nor her manner, didn't feel kind as I always
do towards a woman I have had. "You little devil, to hear you talk one
would think you had never had a man before." "Think what you like, but I
never have,--go away now."

Her tight cunt, her freedom in permitting me to feel it, her sulky
submission to all I wanted astonished me. I fucked her again, and found
her cunt very tight still.

She was taciturn, and when I said, "I had better