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hair under her arm-pit.
She was lying in the enticing position of Danaë at the moment when she was deflowered by Jupiter in the shape of a golden shower; that is, her knees were drawn up, and her thighs widely apart. Although she was fast asleep, and her chest barely heaved as she drew her breath, still her flesh seemed to creep as if under the spell of an eager amorous desire, and her half-opened lips pouted forth ready to be kissed.
"I quietly drew near the bed on the tip of my toes, just like a cat about to spring on a mouse, and then slowly crawled between her legs. My heart was beating fast, I was eager to gaze upon the sight I so longed to see. As I approached on all fours, head foremost, a strong smell of white heliotrope mounted up to my head, intoxicating me.
"Trembling with excitement, opening my eyes wide and straining my sight, my glances dived between her thighs. At first nothing could be seen but a mass of crisp auburn hair, all curling in tiny ringlets, and growing there as if to hide the entrance of that well of pleasure. First I
