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/panasonic-ip-camera-software.html. The Pearl by John Steinbeck at OnRead.com - the best online ebook storage. Download and read online for free The Pearl by John Steinbeck. Oct 29, 2015 25E22580259CThere it lay, the great pearl, perfect as the moon.25E22580259D. One of Steinbeck’s most taught works, The Pearl is the story of the Mexican diver Kino, whose discovery of a magnificent pearl from the Gulf beds means the promise of a better life for his impoverished family.
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Pages (PDF): 832
Publication Date: 1800's
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This is the complete 18 Volume set (plus the Christmas Annual) of the Victorian Erotic magazine. The Pearl was a relatively short lived magazine published in London between 1879 to 1880 (whereupon it was shut down for publishing rude and obscene literature.)
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The merry month of May has always been famous for its propitious influence over the voluptuous senses of the fairer sex.
I will tell you two or three little incidents which occurred to me in May, 1878, when I went to visit my cousins in Sussex, or as I familiarly call them, the She-Noodles, for the sport they afforded me at various times.
My uncle's is a nice country residence, standing in large grounds of its own, and surrounded by small fields of arable and pasture land, interspersed by numerous interesting copses, through which run footpaths and shady walks, where you are not likely to meet anyone in a month. I shall not trouble my readers with the name of the locality, or they may go pleasure hunting for themselves. /delux-t9-drivers.html. Well, to go on, these cousins consisted of Annie, Sophie, and Polly, beside their brother Frank, who, at nineteen, was the eldest, the girls being, respectively, eighteen, sixteen, and fifteen. After dinner, the first day of my arrival, paterfamilias and mamma both indulged in a snooze in their armchair, whilst us boys and girls (I was the same age as Frank) took a stroll in the grounds. I attached myself more particularly to cousin Annie, a finely developed blonde, with deep blue eyes, pouting red lips, and a full heaving bosom, which to me looked like a perfect volcano of smothered desires. Frank was a very indolent fellow, who loved to smoke his cigar, and expected his sisters, who adored him, to sit by his side, reading some of the novels of the day, or tell him their love secrets, &c. This was by far too tame an amusement for me, and as I had not been there for nearly three years, I requested Annie to show me the improvements in the grounds before we went in to tea, saying to Frank, banteringly, 'I suppose, old fellow, you're too, lazy, and would prefer your sister taking me round?'
'I'm too comfortable; lazy is an ugly word, Walter, but the fact is, Soph is just reading a most interesting book, and I can't leave it,' he replied; 'besides, sissie is quite as well, or better qualified than I am to show off the grounds. I never notice anything.'
'Come on, Annie,' said I taking her hand; 'Frank is in love.'
'No, I'm sure he never thinks of a girl, except his sisters,' was the reply.
We were now out of earshot, in a shady walk, so I went on a little more freely. 'But, surely you, coz, are in love, if he is not. I can tell it by your liquid eye and heaving bosom.' A scarlet flush shot over her features at my allusion to her finely moulded bosom, but it was evidently pleasing, and far from offensive, to judge by her playfully spoken, 'Oh! Walter, for shame, sir!'
We were a good distance away by this time, and a convenient seat stood near, so throwing my arms around the blushing girl, I kissed her ruby lips, and drawing her with me, said, 'Now, Annie, dear, I'm your cousin and old playfellow, I couldn't help kissing those beautiful lips, which I might always make free with when we were little boy and girl together; now you shall confess all before I let you go.'
'But I've nothing to confess, sir.'