Letter to Jack, contd.
Jack,
You are my dearest friend, and it is for that reason I feel compelled to inform you that even in the most detailed studies of human biology by the greatest naturalists of our nation I have never before seen described the capacity for pleasure that the female of our species holds. And make no mistake, although I could attempt to force myself to rationalize that these women are of an entirely different stock from our own, and trained in arts no good woman of standing would imagine, in the end the scientist in me is forced to two conclusions. One, women of all nations are entirely likely to share the features of these specimens, and two, our society is soulless in our denial of such ecstatic spiritual capacity! Perhaps you already knew this and—I am shamed to admit it—I have merely been hopelessly na?ve?
Seeing the word upon the page now I realize but of course I have been na?ve, in that I did not expect such an end to this mission, but... You know, Jack, that I have never visited a whore? When I was mastering my studies I had not the funds to spare, and then upon my travels in better men's circles I dared not assay anything which might damage my standing.
At any rate, I have learnt the most extraordinary ways to bring a woman to a healthful paroxysm. You may be laughing now as I describe what was entirely novel to me; perhaps you are already well versed in these techniques! I somehow suspect, though, that even you could benefit from this knowledge, as will any woman who enters your subsequent life. To that end, I shall attempt to describe the techniques that each woman loved best.
Rose, dear Rose, prefers my tongue tip to any other part of my body. A generous laving would reveal to me a tiny pearl, upon which I would suckle, and generous milk would flow forth from her loins when I did. One must not suckle too hard, for that produces pain that can only be soothed by long, gentle strokes of the tongue, which action can become quite fatiguing to a man's jaw. (Note that with many physical exertions, of course, one can become accustomed to them with practice.)
Cloris, of course, could achieve climax by manipulation of her fundament, but I was astonished to learn that any of them could, though it was only the preferred method of Cloris and Camellia. Cloris, I found, could climax but once, while the others could repeat the endeavor again and again! Camellia, sweet Camellia, could climax multiple times by manipulation of her hidden pearl, as well as both forms of penetration. In fact, she is the one who is brought most quickly to climax by a combination of all three forms of stimulation achieved by my member in her fundament, a pair of digits into her womanly cavern, and my free hand massaging her exterior.
If one were to take only Rose and Camellia as examples, however, one might think that these women might never have need of a man, for manipulation by finger as well as fashioned phallus seems to serve most of their needs if plied skillfully. However, I was similarly astonished to find that Azalea and Peony cannot, in fact, reach climax without some form of insertion, and sweet Peony cannot achieve completion at all unless it is the manly staff itself which serves her!
With such variety and variation in just the forms of these five, how many more wonders of pleasure and vigor might yet be found among the women of our own blood?
I find myself as reassured of the necessity of marriage as we know it as I am of the necessity for regular stimulation of the female organs for purposes beyond procreation. Understand me well, Jack. No woman that you care for should ever need suffer the hysteria, nervousness, wasting, or listlessness that the fair sex are prone to, should you take it upon yourself to care for her properly! Oh Jack, you know I should never direct you in moralistic fashion, but do bear my discoveries in mind, for I have no doubt that your own happiness as well as that of your intended shall be assured by this exotic method if practiced discreetly!