was now embarked, and thoroughly determined on any
voyage the company would take me on.

The first that stood up, to open the ball, were a cornet of horse, and
that sweetest of olive-beauties, the soft and amorous Louisa. He led her
to the couch (nothing loth), on which he gave her the fall, and extended
her at length with an air of roughness and vigour, relishing high of
amorous eagerness and impatience. The girl, spreading herself to the
best advantage, with her head upon the pillow, was so concentered in
that she was about, that our presence was the least of her care and
concern. Her petticoats, thrown up with her shift, discovered to the
company the finest turned legs and thighs that could be imagined, and
in broad display, that gave us a full view of that delicious cleft of
flesh, into which the pleasing hair, grown mount over it, parted and
presented a most inviting entrance, between two close hedges, delicately
soft and pouting. Her gallant was now ready, having disencumbered
himself from his clothes, overloaded with lace, and presently, his shirt
removed, shewed us his forces at high plight, bandied and ready for
action. But giving us no time to consider the dimensions, he threw
himself instantly over his charming antagonist who received him as he
pushed at once dead at mark, like a heroine, without flinching; for
surely never was girl constitutionally truer to the taste of joy, or
sincerer in the expressions of its sensations, than she was: we
could observe pleasure lighten in her eyes, as he introduced his
plenipotentiary instrument into her; till, at length, having indulged
her to its utmost reach, its irritations grew so violent, and gave her
the spurs so furiously, that collected within herself, and lost to every
thing but the enjoyment of her favourite feelings, she retarded his
thrusts with a just concert of spring heaves, keeping time so exactly
with the most pathetic sighs, that one might have numbered the strokes
in agitation by their distinct murmurs, whilst her active limbs kept
wreathing and intertwisting with his, in convulsive folds: then the
turtle-billing kisses, and the poignant painless lovebites, which they
both exchanged, in a rage of delight, all conspiring towards the
melting period. It soon came on, when Louisa, in the ravings of her
pleasure-frensy, impotent of all restraint, cried out: "Oh Sir!... Good
Sir! pray do not spare me! ah! ah!..." All her accents now faultering
into heart-fet