her naive description of her scene with Miss
Frankland, we indulged in every salacious device that we could cram
into the hour's absence, which, by the way, we lengthened out by more
than a quarter of an hour, for which Miss Frankland thanked me at
night. Her scene with Mary had been one of even greater lubricity, in
consequence of Mary at once lending herself to everything, and
acknowledging that she knew from Lizzie what she had to expect.
Besides, Mary's more developed form and something about her greatly
excited Miss F., and she was quite amorous upon her. She had done so
much in the way of spending, that after I had gamahuched and fucked her
two entrances three times, she required the stimulus of the rod to
bring her up to the highest point of lascivious lubricity. And, to tell
the truth, I afterwards required and received it myself. Thus our
voluptuous passions acted one on the other, and we passed an exhausting
night in every excess and refinement of venery, in which Miss
Frankland's dildoes, for she had two, of different sizes, played no
small part in both our persons.

Now that the ice was broken, I easily persuaded Miss F. to have
occasionally first one and then the other of my sisters to sleep with
her, alleging that an occasional early night's rest would recruit my
powers, and that when she dismissed her bedfellow in the morning, I
could finish her off in force; she could thus initiate them in mutual
floggings, and in the use of dildo. Of course, I need not say that my
ultimate object was to succeed in our making it a general orgie. In
this indeed it ended, but not exactly as I had intended. That mattered
not, as long as the desired object was attained. I had the delightful
opportunity, too, of watching through my peep-hole many of the
delicious scenes of lubricity enacted, and when driven to the fiercest
excess of passion, I used to withdraw, steal up to the unoccupied
sister, and vent my raging lust in every indulgence with her.

This had been carried on for about a fortnight, one or other of the
girls sleeping every other night with Miss Frankland. Lizzie, it
appeared, had often professed to long to see a real cock, and had
managed to worm out of Miss F. that she had enjoyment of mine. The
little hussey importuned Miss F. to let her see me fucking her, saying
that she could easily hide behind the curtains, and I would never know.
Miss F., whose passions were at the utmost tension of desire,
consented, a