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room especially claimed my attention. A delicious perfume was distilled
in the atmosphere and the brilliant gas burners shed an effusion of
light throughout the apartment. The most elegant furniture was spread
through the chamber, consisting of canopies, sofas and chairs of the
most costly description. On the floor was spread a carpet so soft that
the sound of footsteps was inaudible. The walls were a mass of mirrors
extending from the ceiling to the floor, relieved here and there by
magnificent paintings, representing woman's form in every attitude and
every variety of costume. In fact the most beautiful women could be
seen, from those most simply clad to those without a particle of
clothing to cover their nakedness. I was transported with the scene. I
felt my blood boil in my veins with undefined desires.

"We all five sat down to a magnificent supper and partook plentifully
of champagne. The three girls looked beautiful in the evening costumes.
They were all very lightly clad, revealing a considerable portion of
their womanly charms. Their dresses were cut very low in the neck
revealing almost the whole of their lovely breasts; their dresses too
were of the thinnest description and allowed their voluptuous limbs to
be distinctly traced through them. One of the actresses was named
Ernestine, a beautiful girl of about twenty; the other was named
Isabelle, and was a year or two younger.

"After supper we entered a delicious boudoir evidently fitted up
purposely for performing the rites of Venus. We had no sooner entered
the chamber than Harriet exclaimed:

"'Come ladies and gentlemen, you all know what we have come here
for--let's have no reserve.'

"So saying she deliberately pulled up her skirts above her navel, and
seating herself on the ground, stretched her thighs open to the widest
extent, giving us a full view of her hidden charms. She then pulled me
to her, and unbuttoning my trousers, released my staff and began to
kiss and embrace it, titillating the head of it with her tongue. Nor
was this all; Ernestine also raised up her skirts and showed us her
magnificently formed thighs and Mons Veneris, and putting her arms
round my neck kissed me passionately. Isabelle sat down before George,
and shaking her dress from off her shoulders, she nestled his staff
between her lovely bubbies. Her petticoats too were elevated so that we
could see all the lower portion of her naked body. I glanced in the
mirrors aroun