he is a different temper from me, and in despair will go wrong
altogether; so I pray you if you loved me, not to injure her for my
sake. If she came to harm, I should break my heart," and she broke again
into tears, getting up at the same time to go.

I pulled her back and kissed her tears away. "Charlotte, we cannot meet
and part like this, I love you still, I have never ceased to love and
think of you, oh! let me." I could say no more, for in my eyes then
there was a sanctity about a married woman which stilled my tongue. "Oh!
let me," was all I could say.

She understood what I wanted, and replied, "I am married and cannot,
let me go." At my entreaties she kissed me freely, yet all the time
struggled to get up.

I thought to myself, "You have had her. She loves you still. Think of
the pleasure you have had with her. Here she is in your power, and
cannot escape without a riot, which she will fear." Kissing her fiercely,
stifling her voice with my mouth, "I must, I will have you again," I
pulled her violently back on the sofa, and had my hand on her thighs in
an instant.

"Oh! don't, for the love of God, think I am married, don't make me
afraid of myself; oh! take care, you crush my bonnet, what shall I do,
how shall I get home?" Holding her tight, I dragged the bonnet off her
head, and recommenced. We made such a noise, that the old pew-opener
knocked at the door and asked if anything was the matter.

"By God," said I, "either I will have you, or you shant go out of this
house this night," and so I struggled on through tears and entreaties,
threats, kissings and promises, till with broken voice her head sunk
back, her struggles ceased, her legs opened, my hand slipped over her
smooth thighs, and nestled in the warm moist slit it had so often toyed
with in time gone by. It is nigh fifteen years since that delicious
afternoon, but I recollect my sensations as I touched her cunt, as well
as if it had been but yesterday.

Resistance had ceased, for a moment in silent enjoyment I laid with my
fingers in their warm lodging, then too impatient to get to the bed, or
take the full luxury of my fortune, I arranged her on the sofa as well
as its size permitted, with her petticoats up in a heap, and with my
trowsers half unbuttoned, flung myself upon her, and entered the
smooth channel in which I first had spent my virginity. Frantic with
excitement, the pleasure came on ere I was in full up her. She, excited
and loving, c