A pretty, rosy, laughing little chambermaid showed me my room when it was time to go to bed and, simpering as she set down the candle, said, 'Do not be alarmed if you hear a noise in the night, sir. Captain Fraser, of the Azincour, occupies the next room with his wife and he comes in late sometimes and a little the worse for liquor.'
I glanced at the folding-doors against which the head of my bed stood and naively remarked,
'Well, if I hear them quarrel, I shall also hear them make love!'
'Oh, fie!' said the girl, with an arch look.
'Heigh, ho!' said I, 'I wish I had a bedfellow too, it is so cold!'
'Do you really though, dear?' said the pretty creature, looking, as I thought, rather lovingly at me.
'Indeed, I do and I could not wish for a prettier one than you!'
'Oh you saucy little man!' cried the girl, giving me a playful slap on the face which did not hurt the least. 'Why you are a mere boy.'
'Come and sleep with me,' said I, 'and I will show you I can act like a man.'
I slipped five shillings into her hand and gave her a kiss.
'But,' said she, hesitatingly, 'if my missus should find it out — if you were to get me with child?'
'Oh! no fear of that, my pet, I'm too young for that, but I think you could please me and I'm sure I could please you.'
'Well, look here, dear,' said the girl, 'my missus will go to bed in about an hour and then I will come.'
I hugged her in my arms and, as an earnest of what I was to have, she let me feel her little cunny, on which a few hairs were beginning to sprout.
What a long hour of expectation it was and how I tossed and tumbled in the bed, but at length the happy moment arrived. I heard the door open softly and Mary appeared in her shift, shading the light with her hand. She was going to put it out, but I stopped her, bade her lock the door and come at once to bed. She obeyed with the greatest docility. Then I had her shift up in an instant and covered every part of her white body with kisses. The next moment I was between her thighs and slipped into her spending cunny without any difficulty. How I buried my face between those breasts of snow! how I slapped those thighs! What a frantic fuck it was. When it was over I whispered, 'Ah, then, this is not your first time?'
'Nor your's, dear boy!' she replied, hugging me.
'Nor mine,' I ejaculated, returning the embrace.
'Why, how old are you?' said Mary.
'Sixteen last month,' I replied. And you?'
'Well, I'm not sixteen yet, but shall be in March.'
'The devil!' I exclaimed, 'and how many men have you had?'
'Let me see,' said Mary, thinking, 'well, about fifteen, I fancy.'
'Oh, then, you know all about it?'
'Pretty well,' said she.
By this I was ready again and was going to work en regle, but she stopped me. 'I'll show you another way for a change, which a ship's captain, who was lodging here, taught me, and I think you will like it,' and kneeling upon all fours, she told me to kneel behind her. Now it had never before occurred to me that there could be anything attractive in the hinder beauties of a woman; I had been accustomed to look in front.
But, oh ye gods and little fishes! what a new and enchanting delight thrilled through all my veins as those bulging hips, those dimpled white hemispheres arose on my view. I stooped down and imprinted a loving kiss on each lovely globe, and then grasping her ivory thighs, I drove into her mossy grotto, wondering in my mind why nature had placed it so near another and not so savoury aperture! I moved with frenzy, she toyed with the balls of love! Was ever young mortal so blessed?
Happy, thrice happy, golden days of fiery youth. Our climax came! I took no heed of it. Without a descent, I commenced again and at length fell fainting on her alabaster back. Then rolling over on the bed with Mary clasped to my breast, my lips glued to hers, her tongue in my mouth, I fell into a delicious slumber. How long we lay sleeping I know not, but I was awakened by a gruff voice in the next room, which seemed to be craving some favour which his female companion appeared not inclined to grant.
'What does the fellow want to do, Mary?' I whispered.
'Hush!' said she, stopping my mouth with a kiss. 'Listen and you will hear. He's a damned old beast and behaves shamefully to his poor little wife.'
'Mrs Fraser?' said I, interrogatively.
'Yes,' she whispered, 'she is only eighteen, beautiful as an angel and so sweet tempered, yet I believe he has not yet taken her virginity, and they have been married a month, and he is forty at least.'
'You surprise me,' said I, 'for what did he marry her then?'
'Oh! you will hear presently if you'll only listen instead of talking so, naughty boy!'
I was silent.
Captain Fraser: 'Come, my darling, do kneel up, there's a dear, I want to see your peach-like bottom.'
Mrs Fraser: 'Oh, pray don't, Harry, it is so big! and you do hurt that poor little place so! do put it in the other, that is meant for it, I'm sure! pray do!'
Captain Fraser: 'Nonsense, my dear, I prefer the smaller hole, now don't be foolish; kneel up!'
Mrs Fraser: 'Oh, Harry, pray don't. I'm quite sore with what you did last night; pray do go to sleep if you can't do it in the right place!'
Captain Fraser: 'God damn your eyes! if you don't kneel up at once, I'll pinch you black and blue, and I'll beat you.'
Mrs Fraser, crying: 'Ah! Harry, you are a cruel man; it was not for this that I married you.'
Captain Fraser: 'Will you kneel up?'
A rustling of bedclothes and a shaking of the bedstead proclaimed that the poor little wife had complied.
'Let us look at them,' whispered Mary, drawing me out of bed; she pulled a knot out of the folding-doors, and we had a full view of the next apartment. Kneeling up on her hands and knees was one of the most beautiful young women I had ever beheld. She was entirely naked; behind her knelt a great, ugly brute of a man, whose bleared eyes showed him half drunk, and whose thick grizzled black whiskers and scowling brows formed a strange contrast to the angelic creature prostrate before him. 'Beauty and the beast!' I whispered to Mary, but she put her hand before my mouth.
Mrs Fraser: 'Oh, God! oh! oh! Harry, you hurt me cruel!'
Captain Fraser: 'Therein lies my pleasure, my pretty boy! oh! your bottom is just like the lovely boy's. Ah! now I see my cock entering your anus! It is distended to the utmost; now I am in! further! oh, bliss!'
Mrs Fraser: 'Oh! my God, what torment. Oh! cru-el ma-n, stop, ah! oh! you will destroy me; oh!' and she sank on the bed and sobbed as if her heart would break.
'Damn it,' I cried, 'I can't stand this, that old scoundrel ought to be taken out and shot!'
Mary stood looking at me petrified with terror, for I had uttered this aloud, then flying to the door she made her escape.
The captain drew out in an instant and looked towards the folding doors like a man bereft of his senses, his face pale as death, his lips twitching with nervous anxiety. He had heard my exclamation. I watched him as he dressed himself quickly and taking no notice of his young wife, who lay moaning on the bed, put on his hat and fled.
I heard him go down the stairs, I heard him unbar the front door, I heard him bang it after him and I had no more doubt in my mind that he had gone at once on board his ship, and that before day dawned he would be beating down channel in the Azincour, spite of the sou'wester in his teeth, than if I had followed in his wake and seen him. But convinced though I was that such would be the case, I was sufficiently prudent to go downstairs and bar and bolt the front door in case my gentleman should have a latchkey and return. This done, I went upstairs, but instead of returning to my own room, went boldly into his.