time I had been chaste in my remarks. I was
at that time of my life not at all lewd or strong in word with women
when we first met, but was somewhat less so so soon as I warmed, and
only when randy to the highest degree or by fits and starts, spiced my
conversation highly with lewd expressions.

CHAPTER XIII.

Sarah's complaisance.--Mistress Hannah.--About Sarah.--
Sexual indifference.--After dinner.--Stark naked at last.--
Her form.--The scar.--Hannah's friendship.--The baudy house
parlour.--The Guardsman.--Sarah's greed.--A change in her
manner.--A miscarriage.--Going abroad.--I am madly in
love.--Sarah's history.

She laughed. "Well I will,--but don't make me undress,--I'm in a hurry."
"Of course,--you always are." She laid on the sofa, and pulled up her
clothes,--she was yielding. "No,--come here." She came, and laid on the
side of the bed. At length I saw those glorious thighs open wider, the
dark-shaded crack with the swelling lips showed itself more freely than
I had ever seen it before. I dropped on my knees, and propping up one of
her feet with my hand, lifted the leg so that the thighs distended, and
a large bit of crimson nymphae began to show, the faint but delicious
odour of her cunt stole up my nostrils, my lips closed on her gap, and
kissed it lecherously, my brain whirled as my nose rubbed in the thicket
of dark hair, and my lip touched her clitoris. I know nothing more
excepting that I was up her as she laid there, and spending as quickly
as ever, before I had in fact well plugged her. "Are you satisfied?"
said she as she looked up from washing her cunt by the side of me. "No,
it's so quick,--you fetch me so quickly." "That is no fault of mine."
She had said so often before. I recollect all these apparently trivial,
these various feelings and circumstances, as well as if it were
yesterday, for she had made her mark on me.

I had partly conquered, and saw my victory. "I like seeing you so,"
said I, "but won't see you, or any other woman who won't let me see her
charms, and who is always in such a hurry,--it would be all very well if
I saw you for the first time--(why you have a new black silk dress on."
"Yes, I bought it with your money," said she),--"but for a regular friend
as I am, it is unsupportable." I conquered more, and subsequently, told
her that I might be in Regent Street one day, but I did not go there
(I had made no promise). She said she went out aga