Angelica blushed, and whispered, "I saw John, my brother once, with a maidservant kneeling before him when he had no clothes on." "Did you see his pego?" "What? I don't understand." Martha sighed again. "In a man's breeches he has a rod about six inches long and an inch across. To make a baby he puts it into a woman's belly and bounces up and down. Then she may have a baby nine months later. If a man has not done that to a woman she cannot have a baby." "Don't be silly, Martha. How would he put such a thing in a woman? There's nowhere to put it." Martha lifted her skirt and pointed out the aperture designed for a husband's use. "The man's rod is made of flesh and is soft except in bed when it hardens. The first time you have it, it hurts, but after that it is nice." Angelica looked worried. "Is all this true?" she asked sternly. "Yes Miss Angelica, and you won't be ma'am until the master has done this to you. That's what he wanted last night. He will undress you, stroke your bubbies and all the rest of your body, then he will put it into you. Only after that will you be truly his wife," the maid informed her, continuing, "Don't worry Miss Angelica, Martha will help you." "Oh Martha, will you help?" begged Angelica, "I do so want to be a good wife." "You just stay here, and I'll bring you some breakfast up and we can have a talk.