I had found the secret of her pleasure and her's was mine; and as I alternately tickled her, briskly, then gently, I remember a suppressed fluttering moan which I now know was the acme of bliss. But I grew tired and fell where I lay; yet linked together the bliss went on in a delicious throbbing that can never be told. Soon she gasped "more! more!" and I, loving her so strongly that I would do anything for her, began again the gentle movement.

She whispered to me, but I was getting deaf and blind with rapture, and then I whispered to her that it was coming; she straightened her snowy legs, drew them together, threw her belly up against mine, loosened her arms, quivered from head to foot, gasped "now then!" and, as a thick mist gathered in my eyes, I felt the hot stream go from me to her and all was over.

"Oh, you sweet boy," she said, as she pulled me up to her lips, covering me with kisses and biting my neck, "you don't know how happy you have made me to-night, how you have satisfied my restless, burning fever," and getting up she went to the washstand, where she remained a moment or two, then, putting on her chemise, she came back to bed, and taking me in her arms I fell asleep while she was smoothing my hair.

On the following morning I awoke as bright as a dollar and happy as a lark, and after raising and peeping under the thin cover, through which the sun was shinning, lighting her beautiful, velvety skin with a rosy tint, I ran my hand all over her beauties here and there, petted the little flaxen-haired darling, crawled up to her bubbies, and nibbled there awhile, and then with her morning kiss on my lips I went down stairs and out to see my pony that for two days had seen less of me than he had at any time since the day he was given to me as a reward for my diligent course in school.