r, in my favour. Your hair would be in curls, falling
all round your head, upon your beautiful naked shoulders. You would
crown them with a pretty garland of flowers, such as I like for Aimee.
You should wear a light-coloured muslin dress, very low and very short,
up to the knees, your arms bare, and the skirts exceedingly full (the
body of which would be transparent, and refine and reveal the divine
shape of your angelic bosoms), your legs, perfectly naked, would be
visible amongst a mass of folds of muslin, and would be covered by
little open-work stockings of rose-coloured silk, fastened at the
instep by bows, like the dress, and on your tiny virgin feet you would
have little satin shoes, without soles. To pass into the dining room,
so as to avoid catching cold, and also prevent the servants revelling
in the sight of my treasure, you would envelope yourself from head to
foot in a long veil. During dinner I would try to remain tolerably
quiet so that you might eat and strengthen yourself for the evening,
which would be a fatiguing one. Our servants would have directions not
to enter until we rang; during each course you would open your veil,
and turning towards me (for you would be on my right hand), you would
place your pretty legs across mine; immediately my manly prick, which
your love would render daily more and more delicious, would display its
vivacity, and you would caress it with your lovely satin-like calves,
your chair enabling you to do this, being tolerably large, with only
one arm on the right, while mine would be much lower, that would not
fatigue you much, and this is what you would say to me, "Am I not
bewitching and delicious? Do you not think me voluptuous? and regard me
as your mistress, holding you under my entire subjection? I am very
happy to please you this way." And I should answer, "Yes, I am your
slave; you give me the greatest enjoyment that can be had; there is not
a woman in the world who possesses the attractions you have; you make
me do anything, you are the queen of voluptuousness, of enjoyment. No
one knows how to make love as you do." At last at the dessert you would
glide gently upon my lap, allowing your petticoats to flow behind. I
should suck your bosoms, for as the servants would be getting their own
dinners, I should have thrown your veil quite off, and you would then
appear enveloped in all your many charms. Then I should give you your
dessert, which would consist of a biscuit mo