, I believe now that what she told me was mainly true,
and am sure she was delighted to get a confident in me, to whom she
could unbosom herself unreservedly.

CHAPTER VII.

Brighton Bessie.--Change irresistable.--Bessie in quod.--
Lewd effects.--Spooning.--Her home.--Her cabman.--
Reflexions.--Two years after.--Five years later on.--The
mouse's promenade.--Bessie disappears.

I met in the Strand one night Bessie, who put her arms round me. I
repulsed her, she saw her mistake, and followed me to a baudy house.
Inside she began kissing me excitedly, and said she was so glad to see
me back, that she did not know what she was about. It was not our usual
house, I was in a hurry, so after I had fucked her was going away. "What
one fuck only!--you have not had me for a year nearly,--I'm damned
if you go till you have given me another,--that dear old prick, I've
thought of it fifty times when I have been poked." So I fucked her
again, and afterwards resumed seeing her, for she was much to my taste
sexually. I had many voluptuous amusements with her which she liked and
invited, although I have no recollection of playing any of those curious
erotic tricks which gratified me later on in life, nice attitudes being
then for the most part enough for me. My balls were running over with
sperm in those days, and if I could control myself for a few minutes
when my prick was stiff, it was as much as I could do. Bessie was
full-blooded, and loved to take her fucking with me, kissing me
furiously as her pleasure came on. We used again to pass hours at the
house in B.w Street, reading, drinking, talking, and copulating at
intervals.

Yet I went after other women for all that, for fresh cunt was
irresistable. Once when I had been away I missed her for a few days,
then I saw her coming out of a public-house. "Oh! I'm so glad,--I've
been locked up,--it's a damned shame," she cried out, "I was marched off
without having said a word by a police-man,--blast him!--and all because
I would not let the bugger fuck me one night up in ------ Street,--I'd
never let a policeman touch me,--damn them all." She spoke loud to a man
and two or three sympathizing women, a mob began to gather round her, so
noisy was she.

I turned as quickly as I could up a side-street, she following me. "Oh!
come my dear, come,--how glad I am to see you,--I did nothing but think
of you whilst I was locked up,--oh! God I'm dying for a fuck,--a wh