ghs, licking her
quim, she playing with my prick, but I never put my pego into her mouth,
nor did she ever do more than kiss it.

On the day but one before Camille returned, we went to bed, had a fuck,
then a second, her cunt felt funny, and I found her courses had come on,
or as she called them, her periods. There was an end of my fun, nor was
I sorry. Not having left her day or night, nor been to my lodgings, nor
to my mother's, I was fucked out, and so was she,--so that her reds came
on most opportunely.

Next day we were duller, there was nothing in her to make her a
companion when not in amorous amusements. She became tiresome, and
annoyed me by putting on her things one after the other, all day long,
and asking me, how she looked in them, if she did not look better than
Madame. Then how to tell her mistress she had got the things? what to
do, if her mistress refused to let her wear them? how was I to see her
again? At length we resolved to tell rousing lies about everything,--my
behaviour was in fact most absurd.

The following day, a letter came to say Camille would be home that
night. I took away my trunk and clothes, went to my virtuous lodgings;
it was a relief to be away from cunt for twenty-four hours, and I could
not bear a woman with her courses on.

CHAPTER III.

Camille at home.--Her little game.--My greenness.--The
house in O.. d. n street.--The glove shop.--Louise fatigues
me.--Fred on the scent.--A cigar shop.--Three into one.--A
clap.--Serious reflexions.--The sisters disappear.

A day or two recruited me, I wrote to Camille who met me in the street,
she had sent the girl to the theatre with a friend, so I went indoors
with her. "Have you done it to her?" was the first question, as if she
did not know, I told her all. She questioned me with strong interest. I
gave her the fifty pounds. Then she asked me if Louise had told me where
she came from, and other questions, which I saw were put to see, if
Louise had told about their relationship. As we talked I looked at her,
comparing her with Louise, and saw the likeness stronger than ever. "Why
stare so?" she asked. When she had heard of all our bum frolics she gave
a sigh and said, "Well, if I had not brought her to London, she would
have gone to Paris with A------ (mentioning some French name), and have
had it done to her there,--so it comes to the same thing."

Then suddenly, "Are you never going to have me again?" "No