mind fell into its baudy dreams, I
fucked her again, and then she let me get up.

And then to business. "What are you going to do for the girl?" she
asked. "Nothing, I have given her money and things worth about a hundred
pounds, and have paid you, when I have her again I shall give her
money." "You promised to do something more, if not what will become
of her?" I did then recollect, that she had made me promise, but had
attached no definite ideas to it.

"I relied on you, or would never have brought her; are you going to keep
her, or let her be gay like me?"

I did not like either; to keep her I had no intention, did not even like
the girl, though I liked plugging her. Said Camille, "We have had a row
already, she won't work, and says she will wear the clothes she has got,
although I have only seen a few of them." "What do you expect?" I
asked. "Set her up in business, selling gloves or perfumes, a small shop
somewhere."

Not liking the aspect of affairs, I left, it was the first time such
propositions had been made to me. I felt inclined never to go near the
house again, but had promised Louise to be with her soon, and always
kept my word, so thought over the matter.

Keeping her was out of the question, I had heard that men who kept
women, did so for other men; besides I had no idea of tieing myself up
that way. I was not pleased with her: a fine girl, a fine fuck, a fresh
woman who shivered with delight the instant the prick entered her, who
was randy-arsed enough to learn anything in the way of copulation; she
had been delightful to me eight days, and might for more; but she was
coarse, vulgar, and had not two ideas in her head, was evidently violent
tempered, and excessively vain. Set her up in business! why she had cost
me hundreds to get her, why should I?

I could not make up my mind, and resolved never to go near her again;
but two days afterwards, that funny sense of fullness came over my
cock-knob, then the tingling, then the desire for cunt, then for
Louise's cunt, the ragged slit made by my cock was before my eyes, and
instead of quenching my wants in the channel of some other woman, I went
there. Camille was just outside the door, and we conversed together in
G.. d.n Sq....

She suggested my seeing Louise alone, and paying her (Camille) as I had
done before. I did not mean to submit to that restraint, nor to keep
her, but let her go her own way. "What does it matter, she must know you
will find i