ife every night, Saturday night, or rather
Sunday morning, when he had nothing in the way of business to trouble
him, was dedicated to two or three hours of extra dalliance with his
adored wife. She told me he was very amorous upon her, could not do
much fucking, indeed, she thought his efforts that way were even more
than he ought to do at his age, but he was never tired of gamahuching
her and posing her in every attitude when stark naked; of course she
lent herself to every wish of the old man, and had, even after great
persuasion, which only her love and attachment to him could have even
made her consent, allowed him the honours of her beautiful arse-hole.
This requiring, as he said, an extra firmness of prick, she further did
him the extra favour of toying and sucking his prick up to the utmost
stiffness. So she had made him absolutely adore her, and she could turn
him round her little finger. Her word and will was law, so she could do
as she liked.

She told me on several occasions that she thought he was exerting his
erotic powers to too great an extent, and that she did all she could to
moderate his excitement, but all to no purpose; he was infatuated with
the glorious charms of her body, or what is called cunt-struck, perhaps
the strongest passion that can seize on man and dangerous for a man of
advanced years. Well, his Sunday afternoon's siesta was long, and left
the Frankland at liberty to come to my rooms with my sisters, where
strip was the word, and fucking in every variety followed.

I soon found we must have other help; the pace I was going at was
beginning to tell, so with the consent of the darling Frankland I made
a confidant of the Count, and asked him to join our Sunday's orgy. You
may imagine with what joy he accepted, for apart from his delight in
seeing me in incestuous connection with my sisters, their young charms,
especially Eliza's, had great attraction for him, and then the
Frankland, so similar in lust and temperament. We had thus most
delicious orgies every Sunday afternoon, until the end of October of
the following year, when my sisters had finished their schooling, and
I, too, had left college, entered at the Middle Temple, and had been
for three months in a conveyancer's office, reading up previous to
being called to the bar.

It was then that Mr. Nixon's health gave symptoms of serious
disturbance, and his doctor recommended him to pass the winter in a
warmer climate. His wife sugge