Phoebe, who had more experience, and to whom such
sights were not so new, could not however be unmoved at so
warm a scene; and drawing me away softly from the peep-hole,
for fear of being over-heard, guided me as near the door as
possible, all passive and obedient to her least signals.
Here was no room either to sit or lie, but making me
stand with my back towards the door, she lifted up my
petticoats, and with her busy fingers fell to visit and
explore that part of me where now the heat and irritations
were so violent that I was perfectly sick and ready to die
with desire; that the bare touch of her finger, in that
critical place, had the effect of a fire to a train, and
her hand instantly made her sensible to what a pitch I was
wound up, and melted by the sight she had thus procured me.
Satisfied then with her success in allaying a heat that
would have made me impatient of seeing the continuation of
the transactions between our amourous couple, she brought me
again to the crevice so favourable to our curiosity.
We had certainly been but a few instants away from it,
and yet on our return we saw every thing in good forwardness
for recommencing the tender hostilities.
The young foreigner was sitting down, fronting us, on
the couch, with Polly upon one knee, who had her arms round
his neck, whilst the extreme whiteness of her skin was not
undelightfully contrasted by the smooth glossy brown of her
lover's.
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