Knowing that I could hear every word, and wishing to please me, Mr. Brown kept her talking. In answer to his question if she enjoyed it as much now as she did when she was a girl, she said she could hardly see any difference, and in the conversation she told that she first tasted stolen sweets as a girl of sixteen. Then he asked her to tell him about it. She said there was but little to tell. She went to a dance with her beau one night and got pretty well warmed up. When she went home, about two o'clock in the morning, she asked him in, hardly expecting him to comply. They took a seat on the sofa together and he put his arm about her waist. She had on a low-necked dress, and almost before she knew what he was about he had his hand in her bosom. Her amorous passions had been excited by the dancing, and his hand in her bosom so excited her that she could refuse him nothing.

He soon had his hand under her skirts where his fingers quickly excited her almost to frenzy.

She took off her clothes while he disrobed, and then they “took a bout on the carpet,” as she put it. I enjoyed listening to their conversation and watched their actions. After they went back to the parlor, I quietly left my hiding place and managed to meet Mr. Brown out by the road where Mrs. Hall could not see me. After talking a moment about the old woman, he enquired particularly about Julia. I saw he was afraid she might be “knocked up,” as he expressed it, but I could give him no information. He wanted to meet her again soon and try to ascertain. As we were standing where no one could see us, he put his hand under my skirts and felt of my pussy, but he didn't stay long.

A few days after that, I met the boys over by the yard where the cows were. They were in the yard, I outside. They were still put out because we had not gone in the barn with them when they wanted us to and asked me why we hadn't.