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March 3, 2012 | Author: | Posted in Poetry

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March 3, 2012 | Author: | Posted in Poetry

Early we rose, swiftly and quietly dressed, slowly and stealthily descended to the hall, where Benson stood ready with a light to open the door and fasten it after us. We were obliged to let one man into our secret on account of the boxes, etc. All the servants were but too well acquainted with …

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March 2, 2012 | Author: | Posted in Poetry

by five miles, and you can get more peace than would fill a nosebag. All the world is my garden since they built railways, and gave me leave to keep off them. Also I vowed a franc to the Black Virgin of La Delivrande (next time I should be passing there) because I was delivered …

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February 29, 2012 | Author: | Posted in Poetry

I heard the rustling of paper, the rustling of a dress, the noise of feet paddling about. “Oh! it is nice,–what did it cost?–who made it?” “I made the skirt, and Miss Skinner the body,–she charged me seven and six,–it’s not dear, is it?–I’ll hang it up, then the creases will come out.” “Let’s hang …

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February 29, 2012 | Author: | Posted in Poetry

I went to the sitting-room, and passed the evening in smelling my fingers and looking at my cousin. This occurred once again, and I think now, that the servant must just have been on the point of letting me fuck her, for she had been feeling my prick and in a jeering way saying, “You …

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