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  When I had satisfied the insatiable curiosity of Rose and answered her numerous questions, I proceeded to explain to Madame R the main object of my visit.

  'My dear lady,' I said, 'I have had the most extraordinary piece of good fortune. I have made the acquaintance of two young maidens, two little flappers who are absolutely fresh and innocent, and I have promised to bring them to your house and to let them see some of your interesting cinema films.' I then explained to Madame what had happened on the boat. At first she raised loud objections, the adventure seemed to her altogether too risky, but after further discussion, and influenced no doubt by the liberal terms I offered, she began to change her tone and finally agreed to assist in the carrying out of my plan, laying down, however, one condition as indispensable—that the maidenheads of the young ladies should not be tampered with. This she considered necessary in view of possible subsequent troubles; as for anything else, to use her own strong expression, 'elle s'en battait l'oeil', which being interpreted means that she didn't care a fig. This having been agreed to we proceeded to arrange the programme of the little entertainment which I was organising for my two charming novices... and for myself.

  In the first place it was settled that we should visit the cinema-room, where should be displayed to us one of the most interesting films of Madame's collection The Devil in Hell of Boccaccio. The picture could be repeated so that they might become thoroughly acquainted with every detail.

  Then we were to visit the drawing-room and the ladies of the house would be presented to us. I knew them all and how carefully and well they had been trained by Madame, and as nothing is more like a real lady than a stylish demi-mondaine, I was certain that nothing would be done to shock my two flappers. Anything that the girls of the house might do, in connivance with me, would seem to them some mysterious rite at last disclosed to their ardent curiosity and which they would be most interested to watch.

  Next, taking Rose with us to act as instructor in certain particulars, we were to visit first the whipping-room, and then the room of the chair of pleasure.

  In each of these rooms Rose and I would explain by word and action the use of the room, and of the instrument and furniture to be found there: and as I thought over this part of the programme I entertained the hope that Evelyn and Nora might themselves be induced to experience the sensations which Rose and I were describing to them.

  I left the house, this time without having paid my homage to the charms of Rose who, like a thoughtful girl, advised me to keep all my powers in reserve, as when I visited the establishment with my little friends, they would certainly be taxed to the utmost. Early the next morning I made my way from the Hotel Meurice, where I had put up, to the English Embassy and transacted the most pressing part of the business which had brought me to Paris. I took advantage of being there to write a note to Evelyn on the official paper, offering to take her out with me that same afternoon, and saying that I should be glad to see one of her companions with her if she cared to bring one. I signed myself Uncle Jack and gave the address of my hotel. I then despatched the note by a special messenger.

  By midday I received a wire in reply at my hotel from my 'niece' informing me that she would be delighted to be taken out and that she would be accompanied by her friend Nora.

  I could not help rubbing my hands with pleasure. Events were proceeding just as Evelyn and I had anticipated. The gods were evidently on our side!

  I at once secured a taxi and set out for the school, where I was most cordially received by Madame X. She apologised for having to put in force her rule with regard to not allowing any one of her girls to go out alone with a gentleman, and informed me that her two young pupils were dressing and would be ready almost immediately.

  In a few moments they appeared, delightfully dressed and quite rosy with emotion at the idea of this outing which, as Evelyn said, was all the more welcome as it was so entirely unexpected.

  I thought it was decidedly unwise to prolong the interview with Madame, who might easily have asked some awkward question, so said dial we would start at once. I directed my chauffeur to drive us to the Cafe Americain.

  It was a lovely day, such as one often has in Paris in the month of October. The terrace of the famous cafe was crowded with people but we managed to find three seats and at once I could not fail to notice that the beauty, the grace, the youth, and the charming get-up of my two companions attracted the eyes of all who were present.

  And this admiration was indeed well deserved. I have already given a description of Evelyn. I have noted her beautiful dark eyes and hair, the delicacy of her features, the ease and elegance of her carriage and the aristocratic small-ness of her hands and feet. She was wearing a charming crepe de Chine frock of light pink colour, with a broad crimson sash round her waist, and a pretty bow of the same material at the end of her splendid pigtail. The blouse, which had a small sailor collar, and the fronts and pocket of which were ornamented with hemstitching, was decidedly open in front, thus allowing a glimpse to be obtained of her lovely little budding breasts. A sailor hat, in silk beaver with folded crown and finished with silk petersham, set off the beauty of her hair and eyes to perfection. The skirt was just pleasantly short, allowing one to see the beginning of a beautifully shaped pair of legs encased in open-work black silk stockings, the feet being shod in a dainty pair of high-heeled French shoes.

  Nora, as I have said, was fair: of that delightful fairness which one so often comes across in the North of Ireland. Her eyes were a lovely deep blue, her nose small, her nostrils palpitating and sensual, while a rosy-lipped little mouth permitted one to see two perfect rows of pearly-white teeth. Such were the chief features of Nora's really lovely face. Do not, however, let it be supposed for a moment that she was in the least doll-like! Far from it! She was remarkably lively and gay, and had a most winning and attractive smile, and as I think of her I recall to myself the opening words of the old song of Tralee:

  She was lovely and fair like the rose in midsummer,

  Yet 'twas not her beauty alone that won me!

  She was wearing a pretty dress of light blue cotton voile, with a blue sash to match and a blue ribbon at the end of her pigtail, which I noticed was even longer and thicker than Evelyn's, as the latter had told me. Light blue stockings, a pair of high-heeled brown shoes and a becoming straw hat completed a most charming costume such as you may see so often on Children's Day at Ranelagh, or at Lords on the day of the Eton and Harrow match.

  We did not stay long on the terrace but mounted to the restaurant on the first floor, the girls being much amused at the number of mirrors that decorated the staircase. There we enjoyed a most excellent lunch and consumed between us a bottle and a half of champagne.

  Evelyn and Nora had become quite merry and their colour had risen, so I thought that the rime had now come to speak of what, no doubt, was in the minds of all of us.

  'Now, tell me, Evelyn,' I said, 'does your friend know about our conversation on the boat?'

  'Oh!' said Evelyn laughing a little nervously, 'if she didn't she wouldn't be here!'

  Nora blushed deeply but began to laugh too.

  'Capital!' said I. 'Now tell me frankly. Are you both prepared to pass a decidedly... unconventional afternoon?'

  The two girls were now equally red and they were none the less charming for that.

  'We are prepared for anything!' said Evelyn.

  'Is that correct, Nora?'

  'Quite correct!' said Nora after a moment's hesitation.

  'And the more... "unconventional" the better,' said Evelyn, hiding her face behind one of the little fans which I had just handed to her.

  'That's right,' said I. 'Now we must come to certain arrangements. Nora, like you, must call me "Uncle Jack": You are my two nieces, do you understand?'

  'Oh, yes, yes!'

  'And next, you must not be surprised at anything, but must have complete confidence in me. I can promise you one thing; that you will come through all the experienc
es that we are about to encounter as intact, physically I mean, as you are at the present moment. You understand what I mean?'

  Both of them seemed to tremble a little, but after a quick glance at each other Evelyn answered, 'Yes, we understand, and that's just what we should have wished.'

  'Capital!'

  'There's only one thing that concerns us,' said Nora, who was becoming more and more at her ease with me; 'and that is to know more than the girls of the Lesbian Society, and to be able to... to... what do the French say? a word...'

  'To epater them?' I asked.

  'Yes, that's it! To epater them!'

  "Very well, my dear nieces! I will guarantee that you shall be able fairly to epater them if you relate faithfully to them all that you are going to see and learn this afternoon. And now we ought to be on the move.'

  I settled the bill and sending for a taxi, very pleased with ourselves, we set off for the rue Ch—.

  Chapter Three - The Devil in Hell

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  As had been arranged we were received by Madame R, who showed us into her private sitting-room. There was nothing to give a hint to my 'nieces' as to the occupation of the lady of the house, and accordingly they were very curious as to who and what she might be. Madame R having left us alone for a few moments to attend to the details of the arrangements, Evelyn and Nora began eagerly to question me.

  'Where are we? Who is the lady? Dear Uncle Jack, do tell us; oh, please do!'

  The champagne assisting, they became so pressing that I felt my own feelings beginning to rise. The contact with this young and charming pair, the idea of their absolute virginity in which wholly unknown sensations were so soon to be aroused, their eager and warm looks, the pressure of their hot and soft little hands, all this seemed to endow me with all my youthful vigour, and I felt standing up inside my trousers the delicate and sensitive instrument of flesh by which man measures in himself the degree of his sensual pleasure, as hard and stiff as it would have been had I knocked off fifteen of my thirty-five years.

  'My dear children,' said I, 'restrain yourselves. I am here only to instruct and, I hope, amuse you. The house belongs to a lady friend of mine. She is the manageress of a temple to which one can come to adore, in return for a liberal remuneration, the Goddess of Pleasure!'

  'Oh, Uncle Jack, how you do tease!' said Evelyn with a delightful little pout. 'Do put things more plainly!'

  "Very well then! There are certain houses where men, by paying liberally, can enjoy all the pleasures of the senses. In these houses...'

  'Then,' broke in Nora eagerly, 'it is this lady who provides these pleasures?'

  I began to laugh.

  'Not exactly the lady herself,' I said. 'She has some assistants— charming girls and young women who have not taken a vow of chastity, who are no longer virgins and who make themselves agreeable to gentlemen who are nice to them and pay them well.'

  'Oh, I never...!' broke in Evelyn with astonishment. 'How can they? For my part, I shall love one man... perhaps two, but not a whole lot!'

  'That's right,' I said. "You are very sensible, Evelyn; but these girls are sensible and practical too. They know what you are ignorant of at present but have come here to learn. Thanks to their instructions you will presently be more learned, not only than all your companions of the Lesbian Society, but also than most ladies, even if they have been married for twenty years and to a husband who lets himself go in his marital relations!'

  Evelyn clapped her hands with pleasure, but Nora, who had got up from her chair and was making an inspection of the room, called out to us and beckoned us to approach.

  She was examining a fine eighteenth-century engraving which bore this delightful tide 'The Whipping of Cupid'.

  The artist had represented the chubby, well-developed boy half-lying across the divine knees of his mother, Venus, who, with a bunch of roses instead of a rod, was applying to his bottom the charming punishment.

  The two girls examined the picture, blushing scarlet.

  'This is symbolical,' I said. 'Love is often whipped!'

  'Oh,' said Evelyn, 'but why?'

  Well, you will know later on! The birch, nicely applied by a skilful hand, is the most delightful caress, don't forget that! But I hear steps, let us sit down again.'

  Scarcely had we resumed our seats when the door opened and Madame R appeared.

  'If you will be so good as to follow me,' she said, 'I will show you the cinema-room. I have arranged a little entertainment for you.'

  We got up and followed her.

  The room was small but comfortably furnished. Facing the stage, or rather the screen, were five boxes, the partitions of which nearly reached to the ceiling. In the one that we entered were three chairs and, behind them, a small sofa. We took our places on the chairs, I of course sitting in the centre, and Madame left us, saying as she retired: 'If you require me, touch the bell and I will be with you in a moment.'

  Then we were left alone.

  Suddenly words appeared on the screen and we read:

  Before the representation of

  The Devil in Hell

  we present a slight sketch

  'Miss Barbara, Schoolmistress'

  And at once this first film, which I had not been expecting, was set in motion.

  The picture represented a classroom fitted up in the usual way with a teacher's desk, blackboard, maps and pupils' desks, etc. One of these desks was occupied by a nice-looking, well-made boy of about fifteen. At first he was writing but suddenly he rose from his place and made for the teacher's desk where he immediately proceeded to upset the inkstand, he then went to the blackboard and, with a piece of chalk, drew a ludicrous head of a woman with a huge chignon and large goggle eye-glasses. Having done this he resumed his seat and a moment later the door opened and Miss Barbara, schoolmistress, sailed into the room. She was a fine young woman of about thirty, with a learned and severe expression. She soon discovered the condition of her desk and the drawing on the blackboard. Examining the boy's fingers she found direct evidence that he was the culprit. An inscription appeared on the screen:

  'So you have been up to your tricks again, Billy! Very well, sir, I shall have to give you another whipping. Prepare yourself!'

  She came up to Billy and took him by the hand; then she drew him towards the open part of the room, that is to say towards the spectators, and having removed his coat, proceeded to unbutton and let down his trousers. Having slipped them down to his knees, she tucked his shirt in under his waistcoat both behind and in front, thus completely exposing the boy from the waist to the knees. She then, with her left arm, bent him over and with her right hand began to smack his bottom soundly. It was a most amusing sight to see the boy wriggle and dance under the smarting blows that he was receiving but what raised the emotion of my two little friends to the highest point was the sight of Billy's tool in a full state of erection, which could be plainly seen when, in his struggles, he was turned towards us.

  Each of the girls had seized one of my hands and was squeezing it hard. I could feel that they were highly excited and all their nerves were on the stretch, and Evelyn whispered to me: 'It's not a bit like it is on the statues now!...'

  Miss Barbara paused in her exertions and seemed to become aware, with a well-feigned indignation, of Billy disgracefully indecent condition.

  First she pointed with apparent horror at the offending instrument, then she took it in her hand and began to move the soft skin up and down; then the film, changing suddenly, showed only the hand, very much enlarged, working the skin up and down, and covering and uncovering the well-defined head.

  Evelyn and Nora, as the picture changed, uttered a little cry and gripped my hands still more tightly, and Nora asked me softly: 'Is she punishing him in doing that, Uncle Jack?'

  'It is a punishment which is really a caress,' I said, 'and it acts through the feeling of shame, and the effect which it has on Billy's modesty.'

  'Oh!' sighed Evelyn, 'how I should lov
e to punish a naughty boy like that!'

  Her looks were bathed in voluptuousness and Nora was in the same condition.

  'Yes,' said I, 'but you would have to spank him first!'

  'So much the better! I should like to do that too!' Then the film returned to its normal size and Miss Barbara began to belabour her young pupil again, at the same time passing her left hand well round his waist and taking a firm hold of his well-developed young prick. At last the spanking was over, Billy received his pardon with a warm kiss from his mistress, they left the room together, the film was cut off and the light turned on in the room... My two 'nieces' at the same moment heaved a great sigh of satisfaction.

  'Well,' said I, 'did that interest you?'

  'Oh! yes,' said Evelyn, and Nora agreed. 'I had never seen that.. that thing in that condition, I had no idea that it was made like that. Was Miss Barbara hurting Billy when she rubbed his thing like that?'

  'Certainly not,' I answered, 'quite the contrary! And I am quite certain that he would gladly have received another thrashing on condition of being treated in the same way after it.'

  Nora, blushing delightfully, murmured: 'Uncle Jack, shall we be able to see that... thing... really? A real live one, I mean?'

  'If you are very good girls perhaps I shall be able to let you see a real live one! That thing as you call it is called a "prick", but you must never pronounce that word in public. You must not even speak of the thing. It is enough to know about it and to think about it Between us, you darlings, let me tell you that that thing is capable of giving girls the greatest pleasure that it is possible for them to experience.'

  'Oh! I can quite believe that!' said Evelyn. 'How delightful it must be to touch it, to stroke it, and to fondle it as Miss Barbara was doing!'

  'Quite right, Evelyn, but the pleasure which you would feel in doing that is not to be compared with the other, the true, the supreme pleasure, which results from the introduction and movements of the prick in... in...'