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 were so firmly entwined together, that there was no getting them apart.

"After many stifled cries, that seemed more like the twittering of some wounded bird, after much tugging and tearing on my side, scratching and biting on her's, my hand finally reached her naked knees; then it slipped up to the thighs. She was not stout, but as firm and as muscular as an acrobat. My hand reached the parting of the two legs; finally, I felt the slight down that covers Venus's Mount.

"It was useless to try and thrust my forefinger between the lips. I rubbed her a little. She screamed for mercy. The lips parted slightly. I tried to get my finger in.

You are hurting me; you are scratching me,' she cried.

"Finally her legs relaxed, her dress was up, and she burst into tears—tears of fear, shame, and vexation!

"My finger then stopped; and as I withdrew it I felt that it was also wet with tears—tears which were by no means briny ones.

Come, don't be frightened!' said I, taking