ld not have one; from her
breasts I got to shoving between her arm and her breasts; then she
wetted her arm-pit with Castile soap, which is of a soft slimy nature,
and I fucked and spent between it. After a time we improved on this; she
would lie in a convenient posture, I would lay a sheet of clean white
paper on the bed, and just as I was coming, protrude the tip of my
prick so as to free the pit, and shoot my spunk on to the sheet of white
paper; or would catch the spunk in my own hand, and before my frensy of
pleasure was over rub it on her cunt, then fling myself on the bed and
go to sleep.

I used to have her at the side of the bed with her bum towards me; then
she would gradually twist herself round, and cocking one leg over my
head, get herself with her back on the bed without uncunting my prick.
This had to be done very gradually, for a jerk, and my prick used to
slip out. I used to bet with her about this, and she generally managed
to twist round and win. "Now push,--keep it well in,--hold on, I am
going to lift my leg," she would cry at the difficult point, which was
when she had got her bum sideways to me, and was about to lift her leg;
then putting my hands well on her hips, I used to draw my belly to her,
and prick into her, as tightly as I could, whilst she gradually raised
a leg, and pressing her bum up to meet my pressure, gradually got on to
her back, with her limbs in a natural easy posture on either side of my
hips. By that time I had got steam well up, and a shove or two usually
let me off.

At last having done as great a variety of ballocking, and learn more
baudiness than most men of my age, I was knocked up, fucked out. My
mother with whom I still nominally lived, was in despair. My guardian
alarmed at the rate I was spending my money remonstrated, so I left
Camille and her bevy of women, and went to the sea-side. There I
renovated, and then spent my time on the sands, trying to see the women
in the water. As I grew better my randiness returned, I got hold of gay
women, but my old timidity clung to me, I used to pay them to piss, and
had a grope up them; but do not recollect having anything more. I came
back to London, and for two or three days afterwards Camill's cunt had
no rest. Then I temporarily got into another servant, and ceased to see
Camille much. She tried all sorts of inducements to continue it on the
old footing.

Then although she knew every incident of my life, she took to askin