and found that a tiny cunt although it might satisfy a letch, could not
give the pleasure that a full developed woman could. Tight as it was,
it had not that peculiar suction, embrace, and grind, that a full-grown
woman's or girl's has. When I was getting drier and drier, the old one
stiffened my prick, and I put it into the child; but oscillate my
arse as I might, I could not get a spend out of me; then in the aunt's
clipping though well stretched cunt, I got my pleasure in no time. A
fuck is barely a fuck if a man's prick is but half up a girl, it wants
engulfing. A very young girl never has the true jerk of her arse, nor
the muscular clip in her cunt; so if a languid prick be put up it, it
will slip out, unless the letch be strong; whereas a flabby, done-for
prick, once in the cunt of a grown women may be resuscitated, and made
to give pleasure to both, if she uses the muscular power which nature
has given her between bum-hole, buttocks, and navel.

We eat and drank, I paid liberally, and with empty ballocks and a flabby
tool went away. White trowsers and a black tail-coat were then full
evening dress at Vauxhall; but ludicrous in the day. I recollect feeling
ashamed as I walked out in that dress in the sun-shine. She would
not fetch a cab as she was most anxious about noise. She gave me full
instructions where to write and have the girl again. About a fortnight
afterwards I made an appointment, but she did not keep it. I went to
the house and asked for her; a woman opened the door. "Do you know
her?" said she. "Yes." "She is not here, and I don't know where she has
gone,--perhaps you're as bad as she is," and she slammed the door in my
face. A few years passed away before I took a letch for a hairless cunt
again,--and then I was a poor man.

We went to Vauxhall on an ordinary night, and I showed Fred where I had
heard and seen the girls make water. Laura I got to like, and she to
like me which led to something at a later date. In about three weeks or
more I went back to my aunt's, through an indefinable longing to poke
in a quiet intriguing way, the women I had had there. In London I had
changed my women twice a day, and fucked every nice French women who
walked in Regent Street.

My mother was again going to see my aunt, and was delighted that I would
go with her. Fred had gone to Paris with Laura, and wanted me to go, but
money was getting short with me, for I had been heavily robbed, and as
ten pounds a day (a