"Why of course I will, Perce, as you are such a nice boy, and take so little notice of your Auntie lately; Mamma and Mary seem to have the monopoly of your darling cockie, but you do thrive on it, my dear. Let me kiss you for once now I have the chance," throwing her arms round my neck and thrusting her tongue into my mouth as our lips met. We were near a handy bowery alcove at the end of a walk, in the most retired part of the garden, so that we could easily hear anyone approaching, and it was so closed in all round by a thick thorn fence, with a wall behind, that no one could creep close enough to spy upon persons there.
Drawing me upon her lap, one hand found its way inside my pants and brought forth M. Pego, who stood at attention the moment his services seemed likely to be required.
