had done at our first meeting, there was no water near. I
had her again and again. At each assault when the pleasure overtook her,
she had the same mouth-sucking and arse-wagging. When our love-making
was over, I gave her two pounds. I had offered it her before in the
passage, but she had knocked it out of my hand. When she took it she
said, "Ah! it's an awful thing to be poor!" I shall tell of another
woman who made the same excuse to herself for getting her lust
satisfied, or yielding.
That satisfied me, and I never had her again in the house. A letch for
her came again about two months afterwards,--why? God only knows, for
then at times I was having her sister, another woman, Louisa Fisher,
and lastly Sarah Mavis. The old couple had returned, Jenny had a
fellow-servant; I could only get a poke up her with difficulty on the
Sundays, which her young man did not see her. I took her to a baudy
house for an hour or so, then she went to church, and heard the text,
because her Mistress always asked her what the text was when she went
home. It was a supposition that she went to church on a Sunday.
I knew where Jenny's sister lived, and the place where she worked. It
was now dark about six o'clock. I waylaid her on her way home on the
high-road which was well lighted and full of people. I walked with her,
but she prayed me not to do so, for her husband came partly the same
road, and sometimes met her. What would happen if he met her with a
swell walking by her side. I could not persuade her to go to a house.
No,--she was not a loose woman, though she knew what she had done,--I
had done her more harm than I had any idea of, already,--why injure
her?
The more she objected, the more I longed for her. At last under solemn
promise that I would go away after, we turned up a short street leading
into a lane by garden-grounds, and there up a fence I fucked her. Away
she went, and I never saw her afterwards to speak to, though I have
passed her without taking notice. I think that in that parting fuck I
had all the pleasure, she none.
Jenny's Mistress had been taken ill at the seaside, and kept there a
month longer than was intended. Owing to this my complete enjoyment of
Jenny's charms was prolonged, and to that I owed the second Sunday's
fucking of Jenny's sister. Old Mr. W----- came up to London twice, and
once nearly caught me in the house. I had written to say I had called
at their home, and had never found their servant
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