Phyllis Norroy - Child Love

. My dear Marie, I have now to tell you the story of Lady Norton, as she told it to me, and I hope it will not weary you, and that it may prove useful and exciting to some of those dear little girls you are going to have photographed in naughty positions, a sailor hat and bright coloured ribbon of one of the Royal Yacht Clubs, and I felt almost ashamed of my own shabby dress and short skirts. I had been sitting on a rock, but rose to meet her, and she at once took my hand and kissed me, and then I saw that she was only an inch or two taller than myself. “Well, Phyllis,” she said, “I know all that happened yesterday, and I want you to be my friend, for my husband's pleasures are my own. But you are such a child, Phyllis, is it really possible that it is all true?”. Lady Norton's quiet voice and manner fascinated me. She was, as I have told you, very pretty, and there was a softness in her way of speaking, and just the slightest touch of sadness in her face, that made her irresistible to a girl like me. We were now sitting on the grass and she still held my hand, and I don't know how it was, whether it was her kindness and the sweetness of her face, or whether, it was the knowledge of my own naughtiness, but I burst into a fit of crying and putting my arms round her neck, laid my face wet with tears against her own. “Oh! forgive me, Lady Norton, forgive me,” I sobbed out. “There is nothing to forgive, darling,” she said, and as I got more composed she added, “Besides, Phyllis, I am not really Lady Norton yet, and I want to tell you why. Do you understand me dear?” I was quiet mow, and holding me closely in her arms, she told me the story of her life, which I will condense into very few words, or I shall weary you, Marie, with too long a letter. Lady Norton (for I will continue to use the name to which she afterwards had a right, and by which she was always known) told me that she was sole heiress to a large estate in the North adjoining that of Sir Harry, but being under twenty years of age, she would not obtain possession of it for more than another year. If she married against the will of her guardian before that time she would forfeit all rights to the property, and it would pass to a younger branch of her family, namely the branch to which her guardian himself belonged. Lady Norton's parents had died when she was only a child, and her home had afterwards been with her guardian, who took up his abode on her estate. There Sir Harry – who was also an orphan- was, though several years older than herself, her only playmate; and a close intimacy and strong attachment soon sprang up between them. Her guardian, seeing this, set himself to defeat their wishes, and as she was then thirteen years of age, he attempted to corrupt her in such a way that she would have no further love for Sir Harry, and with this object in view, he placed in her hand, books and photographs which would tend to arouse her passions. Then, very early in the morning, he would go into her bed-room, and professing to be cold and sleepless would get in beside her for warmth, but in reality to teach her how she might best accomplish acts of self-indulgence while he at the same time satisfied his own desires on her naked body.

Lady Norton told me that at this time, when she was only between thirteen and fourteen years of age, she was fully awakened to the sensations of love, and rather enjoyed than resented what her guardian did to her on these occasions.

Often when they were lying together half-naked he would show her pictures of men and girls which would tend most to arouse her desires, but although she allowed him to gratify his lust on almost every occasion, she always resisted actual seduction, for even when he was lying upon her, with her legs far apart, she would use her fingers so deftly that all danger was soon past. Having employed every act in her knowledge to exhaust her guardian's desires, -except the last resource a young girl uses on such occasions, namely her lips and mouth, and of this method she was innocent at the time, -and finding he was still determined to seduce her, she one day told him that unless he sent her to school at once, she would expose his actions, and prove them by shewing to the servants the wet marks he had left on her night-gown early that morning. The fact was that fearing he might do more, she had encouraged him to “spend” in whatever position they lay at the time of most danger to herself, and she had been more than once questioned by her maid concerning the stains on her night-dress, which for one reason or another, appeared near her breasts and neck, as well as on the lower part of her clothing, and sometimes on the sheets of the bed, though she was careful to prevent these by the use of her handkerchief when she could possibly do so.

Lady Norton's guardian was furious at the idea of losing one who had been such an apt pupil, and had with so much enjoyment placed her charms at his disposal, but seeing that resistance was useless, he finally agreed to her request and selected a school where the girls had considerable freedom, and were by report considered somewhat “fast” in their lives. I should have mentioned that Lady Norton's maiden name was Eva Hastings. It was at the end of the summer holidays, and she had just passed her fourteenth birthday, when she travelled to London and commenced her school-life in a large boarding house in St. John's Wood. Before leaving home she had a long interview with Sir Harry, and explained to him the reasons why she was going to school, without entering into such details of the intimacy which had existed between herself and her guardian as might prejudice him against her. At this meeting it was arranged between them that as soon as possible after her fifteenth birthday she should elope with him, and going abroad for a time, pass as his younger sister, which from age and personal appearance, she might easily do. Eva's first days at school were quite uneventful and the novelty of the new life made her for a time forget her passionate desires for love. It was not long, however, before she found out that her bed-fellow, a remarkably pretty young girl with whom she occupied a single room, was simply an impersonation of innocent beauty and knew nothing of the desires of her sex. On discovering this Eva's passions at once returned to fever-heat and by every art she could employ she sought to bring her little victim's passions to the level of her own. Of all the scenes of girlish love that passed between them, mistress and pupil as they really were, Lady Norton never told me, but I knew from after experience that a child-girl would be cold indeed who could long resist her naked embrace or the delicate touch of her fingers on the virgin parts. During these love scenes time passed quickly and summer came again, with the holidays, when Eva past her fifteenth birthday. Her guardian gave her no more trouble now, as his affections were effectually taken up with one of the youngest of maid servants whom he had contrived to seduce during the absence of her mistress, and Eva had ample opportunity to make arrangements with her lover, who was then about twenty-five years of age, for their elopement at the end of the holidays. Eva was to travel back to London alone, but Sir Harry met her at Preston, and instead of returning to school they went direct to Paris and occupied separate bed-rooms as Mr. and Miss Hastings, an English gentleman and his younger sister. Lady Norton told me that at this time she was to all appearance a fresh bright looking English girl of fifteen. She wore her golden hair falling over her shoulders, and her short skirts hardly reached below the rounded parts of her legs, and shewed just an inch or two of stocking above her boots. I have seen her photograph, and she must have been a lovely girl. It was very late when they arrived in Paris, and after a light supper they at once retired to their respective rooms. Eva was tired out with excitement and the long journey, and was no sooner in bed that she fell into a deep sleep.