details
of our after-adventures for a second part of these reminiscences of
Early Experiences.

END OF VOL. I.

VOLUME II

CONTENTS

Mr. James MacCallum--Mrs. Vincent--Miss Frankland--Miss F., Mary, and
Eliza--Doctor and Mrs. Brownlow--

The house was scarcely itself even the day after the marriage. Mrs.
Evelyn was still with us, and did not leave until the following day.
She and my mother spent most of the day in the summer house, so that
our pastimes therein were interrupted. Mary complained of severe
headache, which, in fact, was the premonitory symptom of her courses,
which declared themselves violently in the evening. I had arranged with
my sisters to steal up to their room when all were asleep, as now that
we had lost our governess they had it all to themselves. I went, of
course, but found only Eliza capable of entering into our sensual
enjoyments. I made her come to me in Miss Evelyn's bed, and while
fucking her, was thinking all the time of my darling governess; and
even when I was fucking her I could only remember the complete
insertion of my prick into Miss Evelyn's bum-hole the very night before
her marriage, and wondered whether or not her husband had discovered
her loss of maidenhead. And yet, I fancied woman's natural cunning
would easily deceive him, as millions before him have been deceived.
Coupling Mary's attack and Miss Evelyn's choice of the marriage day on
the full moon, I could not help imagining that she intended to help her
deception by the advent of her menstruation. It will be seen hereafter
how far I was correct in my conjecture. I passed a delicious night in
the arms of my charming Lizzie, and only stole away just in time not to
be observed by the early-rising servants. Mrs. Evelyn departed the next
day. My mother, feeling poorly, desired Lizzie to sleep with her, so
perforce I had to pass a very quiet night, but which the agitation and
excessive venery of the last week rendered very acceptable.

Another week passed without anything particular beyond Mary being able
to join Lizzie and me in our orgies. The doctor had recommended my
mother to go for a few weeks to the seaside, and she resolved that we
should all go for six weeks before engaging a new governess. So we left
town for a charming little retired village on the west Welsh coast. It
was but a small place, with one street, and some straggling houses here
and there, but with a beautiful stretch of sand e