ghs to my ardent gaze; for sitting much below
her, and bending my head as if intent on my lesson, my eyes were below
her raised petticoats. Her close and tight-fitting white stockings
displayed her well-formed legs, for while confined to the house during
our morning lessons she did not wear drawers; so that in the position
she sat in, with her knees higher than her feet on the already high
fender, and her legs somewhat apart to hold her work in her lap more
easily, the whole glorious underswell of both thighs, and the lower
part of her fine large bottom, with the pinky slit quite visible,
nestled in a rich profusion of dark curls, were fully exposed to my
view. The light from the fire glancing under her raised petticoats
tinged the whole with a glow, and set me equally in a blaze of desire
until I was almost ready to faint. I could have rushed headlong under
her petticoats, and kissed and fondled that delicious opening and all
its surroundings. Oh, how little she thought of the passion she was
raising. Oh! dear Miss Evelyn, how I did love you from the dainty kid
slipper and tight glossy silk stocking, up to the glorious swell of the
beautiful bubbies, that were so fully exposed to me nearly every night,
and the lovely lips of all that I longed to lovingly embrace.

Thus day after day passed away, and Miss Evelyn became to me a goddess,
a creature whom, in my heart of hearts, I literally worshiped. When she
left the school-room, and I was alone, I kissed that part of the fender
her feet had pressed, and the seat on which she sat, and even the air
an inch above, imagination placing there her lovely cunt. I craved for
something beyond this without knowing exactly what I wanted; for, as
yet, I really was utterly ignorant of anything appertaining to the
conjunction of the sexes.

One day I had gone up to my sisters' bedroom where the governess slept,
that I might throw myself on her bed, and in imagination embrace her
beautiful body. I heard some one approaching, and knowing that I had no
business there, I hid myself under the bed. The next moment Miss Evelyn
herself entered, and locked the door. It was about an hour before
dinner. Taking off her dress, and hanging it on the wardrobe, she drew
out a piece of furniture, which had been bought for her, the use of
which had often puzzled me; she took off the lid, poured water into its
basin, and placed a sponge near it. She then took off her gown, drew
her petticoats and chemis