Reaching up to the high shelf, he drew down the rod. At first they suspected Miss Frankland operating on herself, but the perfectly untouched state of the rod proved that it was there in reserve only, and had not yet been used.
"What a lucky chance," cried my aunt. "I shall now be able to birch you into something like a fit state to f**k me—and you shall birch me afterwards, if it will only produce a second f**k, back or front, whichever you like."
"You are an angel, my darling wife, and I shall try to content both orifices; it is an abominable shame that with such a gloriously made magnificent woman as God has given me in your noble form, I should ever require any other stimulant than a glance at your exquisitely exciting proportions; but I suppose it is age that weakens our sensibiliti
