I took off my clothes, then my regular evening sponge off, put on my little short night shirt, and then turning back the coverlet very carefully, as per last instructions, placed me a pillow and crept in. I lay for some time thinking of my afternoon's experience, and the strange and delightful sensations that had been awakened by my newly found acquaintance; but I could not solve the problem; and, while wishing that night would be very short so that when day came she would take me walking again, I fell asleep.

I do not know how long I slept, but I seemed to be dreaming that some one was tickling one of my ribs; and I awoke only to find that I had a bedfellow, and that it was a pretty pair of feet that had been playing with me. I was wide awake in a instant, and had them in my hands. How soft they were. Gradually my hand stole higher up than her feet; up her limbs, so round and smooth, but I did not know why I did it unless they were soft and felt so warm The moon was shining brightly through the window and the room was as light as day. I turned over and there was her pretty face and those great eyes looking at me.

"Come up and I will take you in my arms," she whispered, and I was less than a second getting there.

Oh! How she hugged and kissed me, and how nice her plump bare arms felt to my face and neck.

Then she carelessly unfastened her chemise and I saw what I had never seen before in that way — two beautiful bosoms at once. How pretty they looked, so white and so round, in the soft moonlight. She rubbed them, panting and heaving, over my face and lips, and then whispered to me to "bite them;" and as my lips fastened over the little hard tips her breath almost burned my face and I felt a new joy that I had not learned in the woods, and realized that I was swelling again as I had the afternoon the day before.