ked at the stained
chemise as it hung over her stays, then with a heave and a push she
freed her breasts, so that they were right over the top of her stays
showing the nipples; then with naked arms, she began to work at the
sleeves of the dress hanging up behind the door.

Jenny was all this time moving about in a restless manner, taking every
now and then a hurried glance at the valance of the bed which concealed
me; and as it seemed to me placing herself in such a position, as
to prevent my seeing her sister's upper nakedness; but it was quite
useless, I could see all she had exposed.

She worked a few minutes talking to Jenny, who was making as much noise
with her feet as she could. Then the sister looked up, and leaving off
her needlework said, "This will make Tom want to do it to me,--a new
dress always does, when he sees me in it,--he ain't done it lately, he
will to-morrow." They both laughed, and she went to work again.

Again she stopped, Jenny then seated herself at the edge of the bed over
me. "Oh! how awfully hot I am,--what a bore petticoats are,--I declare
I've a good mind to leave them off this weather." She stepped forwards.
"I'll take them off, I can slammack about to-night,--no one will see
me." "Oh! no don't," said Jenny in an excited way; but she quickly
unlaced her stays, untied her petticoats, and slipped them down to her
ankles. Her chemise which was no longer held up to her shoulders by the
arms, slipped down with them, and she stood naked before me excepting
her boots and stockings. She seemed to have forgotten that her chemise
was no longer held up, for just as the petticoats fell below her cunt,
she made a slight grasp as if to hold them up, then she gave a laugh,
"That's cool enough," said she.

"Don't,--what are you doing?" shrieked Jenny, "put on your
chemise,--you're naked,--you're naked,"--and she tried to pull up the
chemise; but the woman stepped away from the clothes as they lay on the
floor, caught up the chemise, threw it on the bed, and placed petticoats
and stays on a chair by the washhand stand. I saw large hips, a mass of
dark hair at her cunt, a large white backside, fine round thighs, and
limbs; in brief a fine, plump, well-fed woman, a splendid sight. The
innocence of the action was beautiful. "Oh! isn't it nice and cool," she
said, "I've got so hot walking."

"Put on your things,--what are you doing?" said Jenny. "Oh! isn't it
nice!--I wish one could go in one's skin thi