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 voice. I at last went up to her. She caught my face between both her hands and kissed me repeatedly and lingeringly on my mouth, with far more eagerness than I had ever been kissed. Of course—like most boys—I felt nothing, and disliked being fondled, especially in that way, for she almost suffocated me.

"As you are a very good boy, to morrow I'll bring you some bonbons," she said.

Then hesitatingly, and after a pause:

"Do you know where I keep my sweeties?"

"No."

"Well, come nearer, my pet, and I'll show you,"—her voice was trembling.

I shuffled up to her. She took hold of my hand and held it tightly by the wrist, then opening her legs wide apart and uplifting her skirts, she thrust my little fist between her thighs and pressed it deep between her soft, warm flesh.

"I don't think there are any comfits there, to-day, but look well, perhaps you might find one or two, you are such a clever little boy."