er explained to
us how she had seen her father approaching her stout mother with
an erect penis, the pair standing up before the lamplight during
the act. This curly-headed, rosy-cheeked child handled her
genitals so much that they were inflamed. I once saw her sitting
in the road and rubbing dust against her vulva. I saw little of
the elder daughter of the minister (she was 12 years old). She
persuaded me to expose myself before her in the cellar of a
partially-built house. In return for my favor she allowed me to
look at her genitals. She did not ask for _conjunctio_. The two
younger daughters were my intimates. With the middle one I was
forever performing a weak conjunction that consisted in the
laying of my member against her vulva. Notwithstanding all the
entreaties of my little friend, I could not be persuaded to
protrude my penis against her vagina; and not on one occasion can
I remember obtaining an erection or extreme pleasure. Up in the
garret she straddled slanting beams with her genitals exposed,
and I followed her example. The negro girl and my little friend
both urinated on a tent floor at my request. I did not fancy the
odor of a girl's genitals, nor the appearance of the vulva when
the labia were held apart.

The following summer, when I was almost 11, I took a long walk
one day with my old friend, the girl E. We entered a patch of
woods and ate our lunch, but no sense of sexual drawing toward
the girl came over me and she did not offer to entice me. I
slept with her boy-cousin one night, and her neuropathic aunt, a
retired lady physician, bothered us by repeatedly creeping into
our room. I felt intuitively that she was watching to see whether
we would commit mutual masturbation--which we had no thought of
doing. Three years before I had opened the door of her bedroom
suddenly and saw E.'s naked form. The physician had been
examining her, E. told me later. My guardian also annoyed me by
repeated warnings not to play with myself.

Just before I turned 11 I was sent to a small and so-called
"home" boarding-school. Eight of us lived in the smaller
dormitory. The matron roomed downstairs. There was no resident
master--a serious error. We small boys were told to strip one
evening. We were then tied neck-to-neck and made to dance a
"slave-dance," which was m