Of course I went, and was shown into the private room of Mr. Horner, who I found had a lady with him. He at once dismissed his clerk, with the observation "that he should not want him again to-day," and then, as soon as the door was closed, turning to me, said:-- "Mr. Saul, I am much obliged that you answered my note so promptly. It is not that I require your services myself, but this lady here wants a good fucking." "Awful! the man's mad! Pray let me out!" almost screamed the lady in affright, as she made a rush to the door. "Stop her! Don't be a fool, woman!" shouted Mr. Horner. "Didn't you come here to be fucked?--now just answer that question--yes or no--as we say in court. Tell Mr. Saul the truth." The lady covered her blushing face with her handkerchief, and began to sob. "Well I never; there's no understanding women at all. No wonder I never got married," exclaimed the Q.C. "Would you believe it? She came here to be fucked; I tell you the plain truth. I wanted a nice housekeeper, a free-and-easy one, that would humour me in anything I might fancy, and Miss Wilson here answered my advertisement. We were some time beating about the bush, till at last I plainly told her she would have to stand fucking, and must come to my chambers one afternoon on trial. She should have fifty pounds if I did not engage her, and two hundred a-year as lady-housekeeper if she pleased me. My God, I sent for you to fuck her. I didn't mean to do it myself; the fact is I require a very peculiar kind of excitement before I can get a cockstand. Now, Miss Wilson, you understand this is a nice young fellow, far nicer than myself, and I'm damn'd if I don't see him fuck you! We'll have a glass of fizz first, and then to business." We had the champagne, then opening a door into another room I saw a bed. He gave me a sign, and I helped him to strip the frightened young lady. She was powerless in our hands, and I noticed he took quite a particular pleasure in humiliating her and acting as rudely as possible in every way he could think of. When she was stripped I commenced to throw off all my clothes, while he was amusing himself, kissing and tickling her cunt and clitoris till the poor young lady was almost dead with shame, besides being so excited that she could hardly contain herself. "Now jump up," he exclaimed, "and don't spare the randy bitch. She's spent all over my fingers!" Miss Wilson was too much overcome to attempt any resistance to my attack. She was not a virgin, so I soon got into possession of all she had and began to fire her blood still more by a good rapid fuck, Mr. Horner all the while slapping my arse with his heavy hand, as he laughed and almost screamed with delight.