our mutual
understanding."

"Now, doctor, you are too bad; do I not quite overlook all your
weakness for the younger members of your own sex, and do I not lend
myself to your fantasies in that way, when chance deprives you of any
opportunity of pederasty?"

"Well, well, my love, I was not upbraiding you, you are too dear and
too kind to me to permit of any thing beyond a joking allusion; but
what have we here? A birch rod! by all that is holy."

Reaching up to the high shelf, he drew down the rod. At first they
suspected Miss Frankland operating on herself, but the perfectly
untouched state of the rod proved that it was there in reserve only,
and had not yet been used.

"What a lucky chance," cried my aunt. "I shall now be able to birch you
into something like a fit state to fuck me--and you shall birch me
afterwards, if it will only produce a second fuck, back or front,
whichever you like."

"You are an angel, my darling wife, and I shall try to content both
orifices; it is an abominable shame that with such a gloriously made
magnificent woman as God has given me in your noble form, I should ever
require any other stimulant than a glance at your exquisitely exciting
proportions; but I suppose it is age that weakens our sensibilities."

"You are right, my dear John, for I, who used to think your dear old
cock was enough for me, find I require the excitement of younger ones
to give me the real excess of pleasure my constitution demands; it
would be a shame if I did not humour all your little caprices, when you
so readily throw opportunities in my way. I only wish this nephew of
mine had been more worthy of us, we should have made him a glorious
_bonne bouche_ between us, equally to his satisfaction as to ours."

"Well, my dear, the air of Kent, and more manly treatment, may yet
develop his somewhat stinted growth, and under your tuition, he may yet
prove not so bad an object as you seem to think, at all events, he may
serve as a _pis aller_, until a better turns up; but you must proceed
with caution, for he seems as modest as a maid."

"My dear John, your modest ones always make the best, when once broken
in. I only wish his physique had been more to my liking, but we shall
see, we shall see; meanwhile let us both strip to the buff, and proceed
to make the most of this happy discovery of the rod--the very thing we
most wanted and wished for."

Aunt rapidly twisted up her magnificent tresses, and as rapidly
st