O E, my love, I am returned to thee. I know I need not ask whether thee hath been faithful during my enforced absence. I know it truly.
[What you don't know can't hurt you.]
I am delighted to find you still alone here in the shade of these bushes, right -- well, somewhat close to -- where I left thee.
Now, let me see, where were we?
Oh, yes. Thy magnificent white dress slips so easily off thy shoulder, almost as though thee were helping it, which I know cannot be since my virginal maiden would have no knowledge of how to assist a gentleman in her deflowering. Ah, my sweet, thy breast is so soft, so smooth, thy sighs are music to my ears.
There, sweet, my hand upon thy -- hist, I hear a voice in the distance [zounds, it is Edward calling to me! What to do? Let me think -- ah, I have it] -- that I may assure our privacy, I will absent myself just long enough to entice -- I mean drive -- them away from our trysting-place. Recline thy delightful self upon the grass, ah, how lovely thou art. One brief moment away, and I haste back to thy -- side. |
