I can just remember one day when Mary and Auntie Gertie were giving me my bath, I thought they were looking at my little spout, as I said saucily: 'What are you looking at, Papa has got such a big one.'
Amongst the tricks I used to play on my nurse was one of suddenly running up to her and raising her skirts in fun, so one day when Mamma was bathing me, I suddenly said, 'Mamma dear, Mary has such a lot of hair at the bottom of her belly;' making the poor girl blush crimson, as she explained my tricks to Mamma.
Another time to Auntie Gertie: 'You should see my Papa hug my Mamma like a bear in bed.'
After this my cot was removed to the nursery, as Master Percy was getting too observant.
What romps I used to have with Mary; then when I was about eight or nine years old, I often would insist upon sleeping with her, always creeping inside her night dress, to nestle close to her soft warm flesh.
I would kiss her titties and pretend to be a little sucking pig, as I played with her belly even as low down as the hairy part, which she always resisted my handling by keeping her own hand over it.
