from my eyes, could not help smiling
and caressing his head as he looked up to my face.
“Darling Lucille, I may call you so now, you respond to my love, my happiness is too great,” he exclaimed, drawing my unresisting body down, so that our lips quickly met in a rapturous kiss of real love.
I was lost, and he so rapidly took advantage of everything, that proceeding from one liberty to another, in less than ten minutes I was an adulteress
, but what a sweet sin, what transports of love shot through our souls as we melted away again and again in the ecstasies
of mutual enjoyment; how we toyed with each other’s most secret charms, and [50] ]promised to renew our forbidden pleasure at every convenient opportunity.
Alas, for our happiness
, some spy informed the Earl of my sweet liaison, he made an excuse
to visit Brussels with me and again I found myself incarcerated in a hateful convent
.