Reflections on the Incident

Chapter 17: Reflections on the Incident

The events of the night before had left Nathaniel very confused. He felt very ashamed of his brief sexual thoughts towards his daughter even if he had dismissed them immediately. He mused on whether spanking was really an appropriate method of punishment. He considered what was best for the future happiness of his eldest child. He thought about Fanny’s determined protection of his 2 youngest daughters. But most of all he wondered about what physically had happened to his daughter, and why when at breakfast this morning she seemed neither injured nor unhappy. In truth her outward feelings indicated the opposite.

Caroline was indeed happy. The feelings aroused before seemed almost nothing compared to this moment of climax. Naturally her father had not directly broached the subject with her and she was totally unaware of the shower of joy she had produced. After all, the female orgasm was something unfamiliar to all but one member of the household and for that person her experience was considerably less spectacular.

She was also reconsidering her strategy. Using the twins, given the warmth they had shown her last night, seemed most unfair. And yet she believed that bad behaviour on her own part would not **** the issue. Escape was an option but she knew she would be watched closely by the 2 “adults” of the house and even if her father was absent as he was occasionally during the week she had no doubt Fanny was under instructions to watch her like a hawk. Besides which the communities of Baysdale and Westerdale were probably watching out for her and setting off in any other direction was stepping into the unknown. The only certainty she had was that Thomas would return.

It was hardly surprising that Nathaniel was clueless regarding the squirting, as even over 200 years later there are still more theories than actual knowledge. Like Nathaniel many believe the fluid to emanate from the bladder rather than from the sexual organs, but the truth is no-one knows for sure. He certainly did not want a repeat of the incident and if did carry on with corporal punishment he determined to administer it differently in the future.

The sexual feelings he now attributed partly to his own self denial. While women should remain chaste, he believed, it was maybe wrong to apply such rules to himself. He would ponder on this. Perhaps after all this time he should file for divorce although not knowing the location or indeed whether his spouse was alive or dead. That latter would make things easier although as he had received no information on this front he assumed the former. Any mail was delivered to him by Fanny, who had to be the prime candidate should he choose to take another wife.

After many hours of contemplation he summoned Caroline to his study.

“I have come to a decision, Caroline. I wish Sir Thomas Squires had never set foot in this house but know I have to deal with it is a fact. Last night my rage boiled over but now I see that it was not of his doing. Fanny has told me that he had a reputation as a bit of a rogue, but that was maybe youthful exuberance and certainly not my experience of the young man I conversed with in this house. I shall write to him to let him know that I have reconsidered my position …”

“Oh, father” interrupted his daughter has she flung her arms around him.

Easing her away, he continued “… and will let him know that if he still feels the same way I will give my consent if you wish to marry him.”

“I do, father, more than anything.”

“I thought you might. 2 conditions though. First, the marriage must take place as quickly as possible within a reasonable distance of this house so that your sisters may return here on the night of your wedding. Second, you behave in an exemplary manner to your sisters and show them no encouragement to travel the same path. In fact, they must not know until the day of your wedding.”

Caroline nodded, beamed and hugged her father once more.