Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

the sodomy the English colony in Paris would be insensible to its charms. Here, then, is a short account of an erotic scene of this character, in the most approved style of Mary Wilson. To skate lightly over the preliminaries, there was a beautiful milliner, thought strict, but really very lascivious, and a little girl of twelve with a hairless crack complete, thought lascivious but really very strict : and her schoolmistress, a tall woman of thirty with an arse like a steam-roller, a coyote like a slatequarry, and a clitoris like Lord Penrhyn, for it had been known to stand out for seven years against the demands of the work- man. They got the little girl at a disadvantage over a chair, while Leila and I looked on with eyes in- jected with frightful lust at the voluptuous specta- cle. The schoolmistress then addressed her little victim in these terms : “ You saucy little bitch ! You would, would you ? ” Excited to madness by the erotic phrase, she wildly lifted up her petticoats and exposed her magnificent rose. ’Twas a rooster that crowed like a hen that has laid an egg every time she thought of it, which happened about 67854 times a minute. She took a birch rod, and hit the little girl’s b.t..m. What ho ! What joy ! “ Yes ! ” she almost screamed, punctuating her re- marks with violent blows, which — such was the height of her passion, as often as not missed the sufferer, who vainly pleaded for mercy, and prom- ised never to do it again — “ you slut ! I will whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — whip — yes, whip — whip — whip whip whip whip whip whip whip whip whip whip whip whip whip whip whip [64]