Then I felt one of her warm hands teal down and take it, while the other she took my hand and rubbed it up and down on the big part of her soft legs; and then to the softest, prettiest thing I had ever felt in my young life, where she left it.

Oh, what a plaything I had found; so soft, curly and juicy; and as my finger found a delicate opening she jumped as though I had hurt her. Then I felt her open her legs wide apart, after which she whispered to me to get in there and lie on top of her, which I did; and, as she pulled my little shirt up, I felt my bare belly fitting close to hers and that her chemise was clear up to her arms. Then she kissed me and hugged me again; I thought that she would break me in two; and, whispering to me to do just as she told me, she reached down and took the little fellow that was killing me with pain and placed it where I had my finger when I thought I had hurt her. "Now you make it go in," she whispered, and she raised her body clear from the bed with my weight on her, and when she settled back it was in; and she gave a great sigh as I had heard people do who were in trouble. Then she squeezed me and bit me, and seemed to be trying to rock me in a new kind of cradle; then, taking me by my hips, she would push me off and pull me back, never letting that little fellow get out of the nest where she had placed him; and while I felt a tingling sensation in my fingers and toes and up and down my back, she would roll her head on the pillow from side to side, saying "oh! oh! oh!" I whispered to her that I thought I'd have to get up to "pepe," but she said "no," and putting a towel under her hips, she suddenly locked her legs over my back, then, bending her back high from the bed, she panted and held me so for a second, trying to reach my lips; but I was too short — then I lost my senses and everything got green, and I felt that I was bleeding in and all over the pretty little plaything on which I had been laying for ten minutes.