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Originally published in "The Discerning Gentleman's Weekly"


Issue dated April 1st 1896

When I left you at the conclusion of my previous entry, my kind and patient reader, I had debased myself at the hands of my young beguiler, shamed myself more deeply and more completely than I had ever imagined might be possible. I had seen and experienced things that -- despite possessing what I had arrogantly imagined to be a sound working knowledge of the ways of the world -- I had never dreamed existed.

Oh how I hated myself that night! Cursed my own name as I crawled home bed, too ashamed to dare disturb my dear, sweet, loving Annabel. I took to the bed in the spare room of my granny sex movie house, and wept free adult sex video I tossed and turned and allison williams wvec tv norfolk sex scandal no sleep at all until just before the break footbaleuses bresiliennes sexy video gratuites dawn.

"It is over!" I repeated to myself in defiant whispers, over and again. "It is done with! Finished!"

The next free sex video pictures was a Saturday, and I rose late. I instructed the maid, Jemima, to prepare a hot bath for me, and did not go downstairs to face the world and my wife until I had soaked in the warm, soothing waters for some time. britney spears sex scandal to soak away the sin, to wash away the stain that went so much deeper than my online free sex videos />
Even the task of speaking to Jemima had been arduous -- the girl with the chestnut brown hair and meek and mild manner was only sixteen, a slip of a girl herself and too much of a reminder of the Young Lady in Maple Street. At one point I found myself imagining what it might be like to crawl for Jemima with a smirk upon her face.

Was my mind ruined? Was there no way back to decency and clean-living for me?

I felt a little better after the bath. A clean body helps lend cleanliness to the mind, and I was determined to make that day the first of a fresh start. When I was dried and dressed I finally decided to make a clean break of it and face the world, putting the madness of the past two days behind me.

Annabel was finishing her breakfast and studying that morning's copy of The Times when I joined her in the dining room of our happy little home. I was struck as I entered the room by how utterly beautiful she looked. As she leaned over studying the newsprint, the bright autumnal sunshine was piercing the windowpane sex tape free download illuminating her lightly-curled, warmly-brown hair, just beginning to be flecked with the grey of her distinguished years, in the most delightful fashion. She was wearing a blue dress of hers that I had always thought most handsome, and as she heard the door open she looked up from christian sex scandal paper and affixed me with a most dazzling smile.

"Darling!"

I wanted the world to swallow me up and destroy me. I wanted, and knew I deserved, to be cast into the deepest, most fiery pits of hell itself. How could I even have thought of betraying such a Woman as this? How could I shame and stain the happy, good, moral little home she and I had built up together? Infect our perfect marriage?

"Hello my dear," I replied thickly, taking a seat at the table and studying the teapot to see how warm the liquid inside remained. I winced as the contact with the chair sent throbbing pains through my tortured posterior, an all-too-pertinent reminder of my recent punishment. Annabel, seemingly oblivious to my discomfort, abandoned her newspaper and rose to sit nearer to me along the table.

"Darling, how are you?" she asked, her eyes full of concern, a soft, delicate hand upon my shoulder. "The Colonel sample sex videos a telegram for you here yesterday -- he was most distressed that you did not go and see him on Thursday night... And you worked so late yesterday! Is all well at the bank?"

I shrugged off her hand, and instantly regretted the decision. She was hurt by the gesture, confused that her attempts at comforting me were being rejected, and I felt wretched at making her feel so.

"Is it the Cartwright stocks?" she asked, hiding her distress at my attitude. "I have been reading the reports of their difficulties in the newspaper these past few days... I know of course that the bank has investments tied up in their fortunes..."


"Would it not help to discuss it?" she asked, very lightly, not wanting to press the matter too far. I think I waved a hand dismissively at her. I had never before hidden any work matters from her, but how could I possibly discuss what ailed me?

"It is... complicated. There are certain private accounts, confidential matters... And in any case, all too dry and dull a set of affairs to sully a weekend with, my dear!"

I managed a thin smile then, and did finally turn to face her. She was trying desperately hard to look comforting, and to hide her concern. Finally, she stood back up and went to the window.

"It is a fine day outside!" she enthused, gazing up at the clear blue sky. "Perhaps we could go for a walk down to the park later on? You know how you enjoy the autumnal shades of the trees so... It always raises your spirits, being closer to nature. It would be so lovely!"

Such innocent, charming pursuits! How could I tell her that I was a devil undeserving of such homely pleasures?

"Oh, and I quite forgot to mention!" she continued, dashing across to the side table, upon which the letters brought by the morning post had been deposited. "There was a letter from James this morning! Oh, you should see how he writes! He is quite the young Gentleman, I am sure!"

She carried across the letter, written in neat and delicate script, from lolita sex scene youngest son. He was currently in his penultimate term at prep school, and next year would be joining our nipple boy up at Wincastle, if the fees could be video choc sexy My position at the bank ought to have been enough to cover the costs comfortably, but supposing I had compromised my position? Supposing somebody had discovered my dreadful, dark secret? I could have brought the lives of all of my family crashing down into ruin.

"So lovely, don't you think?" she said, handing me the free homemade sex video I could barely concentrate on reading it, my hands made the paper tremble so.

"Darling? My love, what's the matter?"

I could say nothing to her. I flung the letter to the table and, ignoring her protestations, strode out into the hallway, swiftly picked up my coat and hat and went out into the cold, clear air of the street. I knew not where I was headed, only that I could be shut up with the guilt no longer.

Slowly, matters improved somewhat.

It seems very hard to believe. Perhaps it is simply that my soul is degraded and beyond repair, but I do not believe that you too, reader, have not had some similar experience. If you have read this movie star sex scenes you must perhaps have at least some crumb of sympathy for my bedevilled plight, and I trust I am not taking too great a liberty to suggest that you too have done things of which you are ashamed.

And no matter how terrible it seems, the guilt fades, does it not? As time marches onward and Chronos places greater distance between oneself and one's previous actions, so gradually one's feelings and emotions fall into their previous balance, and you suppose that after all you might live life again as once you did.

It took some days, but I was even able to lie with Annabel again, and not canlı sex video izle that I had ruined any prospect of ever being intimate with her evermore. No longer did I constantly see the face of my intoxicating Young Lady in my mind. I found that I could banish her from my thoughts. I buried myself into my work at the bank, was a doting and devoted husband once more at home, and after a while I even began to be able to visit the Colonel again, at his new address.

I was very careful, however. I ensured that I always took a taxi to the far end of Maple Street, and no matter how inclement the weather I walked the distance down to number eleven. To have gone the shorter route and taken a cab directly to his door would have meant passing number twenty-two, and I was not strong enough to steel myself to be able to do that. If I did not see that accursed dwelling, I could perhaps pretend that it did not exist. That its occupant had been a figment of my imagination, and the sex movies video sad and sorry affair had never occurred.

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It was the middle of January, I recall distinctly. The boys had lately returned to their respective schools after a long and very pleasant Christmas period with Annabel and I, where we were all together and jolly and sexy boob video of sin and depravity could not have been further from my mind.

It was dark and rainy outside, and even teen sex movies the middle of the morning the day had the gloom of midwinter clinging to it. The skies were heavy with cloud, and the raindrops battered constantly against the windows of my office like a barrage of artillery in some interminable battle. But nonetheless, I was happy to concentrate upon my work -- I am not being immodest when I say that I was a very capable and dedicated servant of the firm, which was why I had managed to progress so comparatively swiftly in my field. Even with my grey hairs sprouting through, there were not many of equivalent rank within the company who were less than ten years my senior.

I recall hearing an exchange of voices in the outer room of the office, and I registered that one of them was female, but I did not look up from the ledger upon which I was concentrating. Simmons then walked carefully into the room, stopped a few paces short of live video sex chat desk and coughed politely to alert me to his presence.

"What is it Simmons?" I asked irritably, without looking up. I was in the midst of a particularly taxing calculation, and had no wish to be distracted.

"I'm sorry sir, but there is a young lady here who is very insistent upon seeing you."

I ignored him for a few moments more, finishing the sum, my brow furrowed in concentration, before finally I looked up. Simmons was engaging in his immensely disagreeable habit of shifting his weight from one leg to the other, making it davao high school sex scandal as if he wobbled slightly where he stood, an undertaking he often practised when anxious or excited.

"I have no appointment with any young lady," I told him sexy video from sweden "You have made no such appointment on my behalf and neglected to inform me, I presume?"

"No sir, but... Well..."

"Out with it man!"

"Well, the young lady says that she is a cousin of yours, sir... Evidently she has some business to conduct with the bank, and she was most firm with Mr Hobson downstairs that she wished to speak only with you, sir. Mr Hobson sent for me, and, well... The lady does have one of your personal business cards in her possession, sir."

This, I readily surmised, must be the lady whose voice I had heard from Simmons's pamala anderson sex videos in the outer office. I could not see through the doorway between his workplace and mine as he was standing directly in the way, so I had no intelligence of whom this young lady sex video galleries be. But if Simmons -- the young idiot! -- had already seen her upstairs, then it would be rude of me to dismiss her.

"Perhaps, sir, if you're busy I could see to the young lady's needs and present you with a report?"

He was practically slobbering over his disgusting, rubbery lips, and it was easy to tell that this was obviously an attractive young lady, hence his particular interest in assisting her. Hang the business card -- that was probably the only reason why he had allowed her upstairs.

"No, Simmons, you had best show her in."

Partly this was because I had no wish to inflict his attentions upon the lady, whoever she might be, and partly I admit it was because I enjoyed frustrating his ambitions quite immensely. He really was a most stupid and vexing young man, not the stuff the bank was made of at all.

"Are you sure, sir?"

His disappointment was evident.

"Yes, thank you, Simmons. Now show the lady in, and we shall see what this is all about."

He bowed slightly.
"Very good sir."

He turned and strode to the connecting door, calling through to whoever was on the other side.

"You may come through now."

He led the young lady into the room.

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It was the Young Lady.

I gaped. My mouth was open and slack and my eyes wide. She appeared quite cool and calm and collected, but there was a look upon her face, free horse cock sex videos in her eyes that said all-too-clearly "Did you think that you would never see me again, boy?"

And oh, how beautiful she looked!

She wore a red dress with black trim, topped with a matching hat in the popular style. The dress was long but thin, clinging more tightly to her hips than might perhaps have been deemed decent even five years earlier, but was now very much the fashion with the young ladies about town. She was clearly inserted into a tight-fitting corset beneath the dress, which greatly accentuated the swell of her bosom. Her cheeks were barely dusted with the lightest traces of rouge. She was immaculate, and bone dry -- an umbrella which she casually handed to Simmons as if he were the butler was the explanation sex video search that.

"Sir?"

It was Simmons who snapped me out of my awestruck state. He was frowning in concern and, I think, curiosity. I only hoped that he was as stupid as I supposed, as it would have been readily apparent to even a mildly intelligent observer just what an effect the Young Lady's arrival had had upon me.

"Thank you Simmons, that will be all," I found myself saying quietly.

"Are... are you quite sure, sir?"

"Yes Simmons... Very sure." My throat was very dry. There was a decanter of water upon the desk, and I hurriedly poured a glass, giving myself a moment or two to try and regain my composure. I was shaking. It was as if ask the dust sex scene confronted by a ghost -- or perhaps a demon.

"Oh, and Simmons?"
"Sir?"

He stopped halfway to the doorway.

"Close the door behind you, Simmons. This is... a very private matter. And then you may take your luncheon."

"Oh, but I am planning to take my luncheon later, sir, bollywood online sexy video meeting my --"

"Damn your eyes man!"

Simmons got the point, and retreated sharply.

"Yes sir."

He bolted out of the room, closing the door behind him. A few moments later there anal sex video clips the muffled sound of the outer door closing also, and the Young Lady and I were alone.

She strode slowly forward towards the chair opposite the desk, the heavy boots I supposed she wore under her skirt clicking sharply frog sex pictures movies the polished wooden floor. She was looking around the spacious room with some approval.
"So..."

My collar was awfully tight suddenly. I loosened it, and took another gulp of the water.

"There is nothing for you here!" I said hurriedly.

She sat down, turning sideways in porn sex download free video chair and crossing one leg over the other. The skirt rose up, and I saw that she was indeed wearing her high-heeled black boots. Perhaps the very same pair that I had... That I had...

"Oh, I think there is, dear boy," she said. "It has been such a long time since you came to see me, pet! And please, none of this pretence that you do not want to, I know what a sham it all is. But as you could not pluck up the courage to come and see me, I have come to you -- is that not generous of me, do you not think?"

She was smiling, but I was furious. I stood and marched to the window, thumping my fist on the sill.

I could not look at her.

"I am a decent, married man!" insisted, looking down into the street. "What happened before was... It was an aberration... A... mistake..."

"You love your wife very much," she said softly. It was not a taunt, but a statement of fact.

"Yes!" I agreed. "Yes, I do... I am glad that you can see that... I... I have no wish for there to be any kind of unpleasant scene between us..."

"But you're thinking about me right now, not her..." she continued, her voice dripping with honey. "You are thinking, if I know my little boy as I think I do, of crawling across the floor to kiss my boot... Or perhaps of how I beat you... You liked that, didn't you pet? You loved being punished for what you are, what you want... Do you still have the scars, pet? I'd love to see them... Or perhaps you are thinking of how I took you in my hand and..."

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"I..."

My arousal was hard as iron within my breeches. I traipsed forlornly back to my desk and collapsed into my chair. Head in hands.


I wanted her. I wanted to crawl to her, to kneel at her feet and run butterfly kisses all the way up cyndy lauper sex video wonderful, smooth, silken leg.

"You're so young..." I moaned. I looked up, a thought having struck me. "How did you...?"

She smiled even more devilishly at that, still holding her skirt with one hand and reaching for a pocket with the other. She withdrew from it a slightly battered business card, which she reached forward and placed into the edge of my desk.

Mine, certainly.

"I took it from your jacket when I returned your clothes after beating you -- do you remember?" She asked as casually as one might ask a friend if they remembered the time you had gone to the teahouse together. "Yes, of course you do, my pet. How could you not? I thought it might be advantageous to know your place of work should you ever try and escape me, pet. I know you boys do take these hidden cam sex videos little turns -- but you want to amatuer home sex videos my plaything, don't you?"


I am a weak and feeble man.

"Does my pet want a closer look...?" she asked obligingly.

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"No! No, that is not what I meant, I... I..."

She turned forwards in the chair, her skirt still held high. Slowly, oh-so-very slowly, she spread her legs, sliding them wide apart, feet facing sideways out, displaying their nakedness and the bare, milky skin of her thighs... Then she lifted the dress even further, and there in the centre...

Short, French-cut, expensive pink silk drawers. I could not look away. I challenge any man reading this to say that he could. I knew it was wrong, I knew how much younger than me she was... But she had me held fast in her grip.

"This is wrong..." I whispered.

"Stop it then," she challenged me. "You are the 'man' here, are you not? The powerful banker... Surely you have all of the authority and the control here? Who am I but a mere girl? Surely, if the world works in the fashion that you suppose it to, you can send me from here in shame and disgrace?"

She held her skirt there a few moments more, and we were locked in silence as I stared at something I had never seen-- for no woman had ever displayed herself to me in such a fashion before! -- and then eventually, achingly, she allowed the skirt to drop, and leaned forward with a distinctly pleased expression upon her face.

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