quarrelled, and there was
soon a crowd round them. Kitty said that the girl's mother had given her
a half-sovereign to buy some bread with, and she had lost it. Some one
gave the girl sixpence, the crowd dispersed, and Pol lost the fruits of
her first fucking. Never was lost a virginity so poorly rewarded. I did
not make up her loss, but gave her half-a-crown with which she was well
contented. I certainly was in luck to get all this fun for such trifling
sums, I being still in poorish circumstances. Five years before I would
have given thirty pounds for the same, and had paid two hundred for
Louise.

Giving Kitty three and six, and beginning to put on my drawers she said,
"Oh! do it to me, you have done it to her." "Do you want it?" "Yes."
"Feel my cock." Kitty grasped it eagerly, we got on to the bed, Pol
watched now the graceful manipulation, insertion, and wriggles of
pleasure of her friend, for Kitty was fast learning fucking, though
quite innocent of the art of frigging. I never knew such a bungler as
she was at her first attempt at that.

I grew tired of ugly little Pol when I had bored her a few times, and
would not have her again. Kitty I continued to see, she was a most
amusing girl. Too young on the town to have learnt the tricks and
cunning of a harlot, naturally frank and truthful, with some liking for
me (for she looked forward to our voluptuous dallyings), she gave me for
a long time much amusement, and I heard the incidents of her short life.
She would jabber like a magpie about them when she knew me well, which
she soon did, and began to look to me regularly for her supply of money.

She used directly she caught sight of me, to walk as fast as possible
towards the house, and get in before me. She was in the room waiting and
grinning when I got there. "Shall I take off my things?" "Yes." Off
they went, and on to the bed the plump white-skinned little girl rolled
whilst I undressed at leisure. "Open your legs Kit, and let's see your
cunt." How she clutched my prick the moment I was by the side of her. It
really was very nice.

She said, "I buy things to eat, I can't eat what mother gives us, she is
poor, and works very hard, she'd give us more, but she can't; so I
buys food, and gives the others what mother gives me, they don't know
better,--if mother's there I eat some, sometimes we have only gruel and
salt; if we have a fire we toast the bread, but I can't eat it if I am
not dreadful hungry." "What