ion of my cock against the person of
Miss Evelyn in my struggles, rendered me almost delirious, and I tossed
and pushed myself about on her knees in a state of perfect frenzy as
the blows continued to be showered down upon my poor bottom. At last
the rod was worn to a stump, and I was pushed off her knees. As I rose
before her, with my cheeks streaming with tears, my shirt was jutting
out considerably in front in an unmistakeable and most prominent
manner, and my prick was at the same time throbbing beneath it with
convulsive jerks, which I could by no means restrain.

Miss Evelyn glared at the projection in marked astonishment, and her
open eyes were fixed upon it as I stood rubbing my bottom and crying,
without attempting to move or button up my trousers. She continued for
a minute or two to stare at the object of attraction, flushing scarlet
up to the forehead, and the she suddenly seemed to recollect herself,
drew a heavy breath, and rapidly left room. She did not return until
after my sisters came back from the garden, and seemed still confused,
and avoided fixing her eye upon me.

In two days afterwards, all disagreeable marks of this very severe
whipping had disappeared. On the following day we were invited to pass
the afternoon at the grange, a beautiful place about two miles from us.
The afternoon was fine and warm; we walked there, and arrived about
four o'clock. Mr. and Mrs. Robinson were in the drawing-room, but at
once desired us to go in the garden and amuse ourselves with their
three daughters, whom we would find there. We went at once, and found
them amusing themselves on a swing. Sophia, the eldest, about nineteen,
was swinging a sister about two years younger, a very fine, fully
developed young woman. Indeed, all three sisters were finer women and
more beautiful than the average of young ladies.

Another sister, Agnes, was not seated, but standing on the board
between the ropes. Sophia was making both mount as high as possible.
They were laughing loudly, when we found them, at the exposure each
made--one in advancing, the other retiring. Agnes's light dress of
muslin and single petticoat, as she retired and the wind came up from
behind, was bulged out in front, and exposed her limbs up to her belly,
so that one could see that her mount was already well furnished. The
other, in advancing, threw her legs up, and exposed all the underside
of her thighs and a part of her bottom, and you could just discer