"That's for you, naughty girl, shame on you? Is it permitted to shut one's self up in such a shameful place when one can have such nice company? Dirty little wench! Next time, I'll ask our mistress to break our friendship."
"Oh, no, Diana, I'll never do it again. Slap harder if you like but do forgive me!" Her walk with the pot completed the mirth. Almost all the little one pretended to be in need of it and almost all of them sent some trickling drops into the vase. The others showed more decency. Nevertheless the pot was filled. It was brought to the Chaplain, who taking it into his hands, looked at the culprit and said:
"What would you think if I ordered you to drink it?"
Desiree cried silently. He continued:
"If I did so, it would seem as if I approved the villainous act of which you are guilty. I might also command it to be poured over your body and condemn you to stay in the dirt a whole night. You merit such a filthy punishment, but I dispense with it. Clean the pot and don't sin again.
The punishment done, they proceeded to the recompenses.
The Pink Riband was assigned to Miss Nanette Cafferal for exemplary conduct. She was a blonde of seventeen years. Admitted into the confraternity of Red Girls. Angela de Noirmont to her bland character, her attachment to her mistress, and her assistance in removing difficulties among the pupils. There were several others who received compensations.
Afterwards the Chaplain made a little speech of congratulations and Miss Juliette said some word also, after which all of us, except the Mistresses and the Red Girls left the hall of corrections.
Now, dear Paul, you know everything about my entrance at the Misses Geraud's. Await patiently another series of letters, which will inform you of all my experiences. I shall not conceal any of my adventures from you. It is delightful to tell you about them. If you are deprived of carnal pleasures in London, I wish you to enjoy them at least in imagination with me. A thousand kisses from
Adeline
CHAPTER VI
From Adeline to Paul
How fast the time flies when desires are fulfilled. It is now more than three months since I wrote my last letter to you. I hope you enjoy yourself as much as I do. In any case I send you the account of my intoxicating luscious combats to show you that my sentiments about these nice things have not changed.
Our well-organized life is not fatiguing and we have all sorts of pleasures and pleasant surprises. Besides the ties of our friendship attaching us to our friends, we have all sorts of charming little intrigues.
One morning I found a letter in my desk which set my heart throbbing violently. Isabelle Parmentier, Marie's great friend wrote as follows:
"My dear Adeline:
You have scourged my arse in the prettiest manner possible and you have almost spoiled my bum I dare say. Nevertheless I bear you no ill will, for from that! Marie has told me that you are very lustful and so am 1. My desire of your person is great and I should be very happy if your lips would obliterate the memory of the cuts YOU gave my buttocks. If you long for my charms as I do for yours, it is easy to meet without the risk of being punished. I have to go to confession tomorrow. I have to arrange the altar for Sunday. Ask to go there. If you arrive at four o'clock, we shall have half an hour to enjoy ourselves. The Chaplain never arrives till half past four. If you consent, my darling, I beg you to put a blue bow in your hair this evening before entering the refectory.
Your friend, Isabelle."
I put the on blue Riband, and the next day at four I went to the chapel. Isabelle was waiting for me. She took me by the hand and led me to the scarcity. There she opened another door, and we entered the most charming little boudoir.
She threw her arms around me and though she is smaller than I am, she lifted me up like a feather from the ground, and then throwing me on a divan, said: "Be quick, show me if you are as well made as Marie says."
Her hand wandered over my thighs and buttocks, and she opened my drawers, approached her lips and with a wonderful agility dived her tongue into all the pleasant places.
Rising, she tucked up her own clothes and exhibited her buttocks, deprived me of every trace of drawers, and as I was laying on the divan she applied her bottom to my face and ordered me to suck it. "Suck everywhere," she said. "You cruel naughty girl who struck me so hard the other day. Look it revenges itself. It pinches your nose like that. Yes, try to find the orifice. I love this tickling, Oh, you little minx, you are quite an adept. Yes, clasp it in your hands more. Do you feel it against your cheeks? Marie's passionate love of bums, made me delight in such caresses. Oh, you make progress. What do you want when you twist me like that? Which is the prettiest, my arse or Angela's."
"I have scarcely looked at Angela's."
"What a joke! What I do you do, when you retire together?"
"She is fond of caresses and when it is her turn, she prefers the front."
"How funny! She always wanted your predecessor to suck her nipples. Angela is indeed fanciful. Yes, don't stop your caresses. If you nave not seen the arse of your great friend, you must have seen others, that of Blanche, for instance, Do you prefer it to mine?"
"It is bigger, but it cannot twist about like yours." "Oh, you appreciate that, do? It is always on fire and I should like a tongue between my buttocks all day long."
"With such a disposition, Marie mustn't get her fill"
"Marie prefers an arse that does not move and mine is never quiet. She always gets into trouble because she affects nocturnal adventures. She likes them because the fear of being surprised prevents those to whom she applies from stirring. She throws herself flat upon their arse and licks it softly with her tongue and lips."
"It is funny that can never be as one with her." "It should be at one with you, I must say! You ate bold and mutinous and you manage your tongue with real skill. Will you be my little sweetheart?"
"And Angela?"
"Angela will remain your official friend. We all have our secret sweethearts and Angela like the others,"
"Indeed! Angela has a sweetheart?'"
"You don't know all the stories of the house, I see! Angela's late friend, Blanche, has taken a fancy to her. They often sleep together and it is owing to this circumstances that you were seized with Marie."
"Oh!"
"Yes, if Marie had spoken to me that day, I should have advised her to put off her visit till at night when Blanche had gone to Angela."
"They change rooms?"
"At least twice a week?"
The licking and sucking continued. We only ceased in time to be in the chapel at the very moment the Chaplain arrived. I consented to be the sweetheart of the little devil, who promised me any quantity of voluptuous bliss.
It was the first time I had been to confession. I entered the little niche and the Chaplain said:
"It is wise of you my child, to remember the utility of the ministry. You want to confess some small faults, I suppose?"
"Your advice will be precious to me, Father, I wanted to consult you some time ago."
"Speak, I take the greatest interest in your troubles."
"My ideas are somewhat confused. I came to this in consequence of an adventure, of which you cannot be ignorant, and here I find that the thing for which they wanted to punish me at home, is almost authorized. Where is the good and where is the evil? I don't know."
"Your heart will show it to you my child. Be obedient to your superiors. Maintain harmony between those about you. Respect everybody's opinions. Be silent as to what might hurt your fellow creatures feelings and try to give your friends every possible joy and felicity.
"I understand, my Father. The thing is to practice the morals of the place in which we live and never to contradict the ideas of those on whom we depend."