my body close to hers, those palpitating bosoms now beating
against my breast."

"How queer you make me feel, Mary. Don't you notice my affair stiff and
hard against you belly; let us lay close to each other, and your warm
flesh against mine," pulling up her chemise to her waist.

"How is it you have hair there, dear, and I have none about mine!" My
hand was groping to get a finger in her slit, and if possible to touch
the spot I knew so well.

"No, Percy, you mustn't put your hand there, that thing of yours is
hard against my belly. Put it away do."

"Between your legs, Mary, I seem to fell sure that is the place; let me
lay between your legs and rub my belly against yours; how hot you are
there!" Both my hands were trying to force open her thighs, which she
kept firmly closed.

"You shan't--you shan't, you bad boy, what do you mean by such goings
on, Percy?"

A sudden frenzy impelled me to exert all my strength; little by little,
I got one leg between hers, as I pushed her over on her back.--"I
will," I said, grinding my teeth in desperation; "You shall let me,
Mary; now, don't fight so, it's no use."

We struggled on in silence, she was almost a strong as myself, but
panting for breath she was gradually mastered by my dogged resolve to
win my way:--"Oh, oh, you shan't, indeed you shan't;" as I got a finger
fairly in her slit, which was quite moist and slimy, as no doubt the
ardour of our struggles had brought on an emission.

The head of my Cock at last got lodged just inside the moist lips of
her vulva; she gave a tremulous shudder, and I thought the victory was
won, but with quite sudden desperation, she rolled herself almost on
her side, but I clasped one arm firmly round her waist, and the other
hand gave her buttocks such a savage pinch, that with a sharp "Oh! oh!"
her bottom heaved up a little, and I felt my champion gain a little way
in; again she struggled desperately, and actually bit my shoulder, but
that only made me more savage.

Slowly I pushed up to her last virgin defence. "You shan't, Oh Percy,
you'll ruin me, do get away; you'll kill me.--Oh--Ah-r-r-re!" as
struggling and wriggling to resist me, her motions actually helped to
accomplish the rape, for thrusting fiercely just as she heaved a little
to throw me off, the hymen was broken, and my Cock triumphed over that
stubbornly contested virginity.

So ignorant was I of the ethics of copulation that I had no idea of the
irreparable damag