"I felt something besides a finger touch me, and it so surprised me that I gave a most un-governess-like squeal, for Harold had bent his head down and given my rosebud a lick, and then inserted his tongue right in the windward passage!"
On her second day as Governess, young and inexperienced Miss Stella Wilson is still feeling shaky at the memory of how she showed her private parts to the young Viscounts and was nearly caught by their father, Lord Cocke. She determines to buckle down to business, but realizes that the young men are really astonishingly ignorant of anatomy and its purposes—what goes where sexually, to be precise.
Luckily, Miss Wilson is more than eager to teach them, even though she herself is innocent and her knowledge comes from books and not experience. Somehow the lesson gets rather out of hand, and Miss Wilson finds Harold knocking on her backdoor while Oliver fills up her pretty mouth.
She would admit privately that being taken hard and unprotected by the two well-endowed young men was a whole lot sexier and exciting than algebra!