“Why an offer of Marriage,” she insisted. Xxx My own passions were entrirely roused as were Miss Fanshawe’s she gasped in anticipation and I did not disappoint as my juices abruptly expelled themselves in a furious rush to quench her passions. I pushed her pantaloons to her knees and kicked them to her feet and off her feet with my shoe then gently I pushed her against the wall. “Please stop,” the mother pleaded. “I know nothing of such things,” she explained. “And how should you do that if I held you close?” I asked and I placed my arm around her and pulled her roughly to me. “Come round, he will come round with a loaded pistol in each hand,” I averred, “Dear god, I would admit to groping Miss Fanshawe and keep well out of it if I were you.”
“Then you may grope her
