Harry Hargrove, photographer. Mamma turned round her head in amazement, and was about to rise, but I put my hand on her splendid shoulder and begged her to keep her position, as nothing could be more beautiful. 6. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times. As I approached William, his eyes were following the lewd wandering of his hands over the superb buttocks before him, so that my clasping her fine form and projecting buttocks was her first intimation of my approach or presence. And there they were, hard at it. Besides, I had not yet possessed Mamma in company with anyone else, and I wanted to accomplish this to break down any objection to her letting me into the more secret mysteries of the family. Her absence is felt. I returned to the salon, found that my absence had not been noticed, and cut in again at the end of two rubbers.
