Mrs. Rumsey’s Visitor

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(link to first part “A Lesson with Mrs. Rumsey”)

It had been three weeks since Mrs. Rumsey had found out about my interest in women’s slips, shown me the one she was wearing and then sent me upstairs to masturbate with it.

The next few times I’d seen her there were other people around, and she said and did nothing to allude to what had happened. Then my mother was called away to visit a sick aunt at the other end of the country, and I was taken to stay with Mrs. Rumsey

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