t's not as it was when I felt it," said Mabel. "You've guessed
pricks, but for all that you would not know who fucked you in the dark."
"We should," cried out all the women. "Let's try," said Lord A... "All
right," said Mabel. "We are not prostitutes," said Laura. "A little free
fucking will be jolly, let's take turns about all round," said Fred.
Then the room resounded with our laughter, all spoke baudily at once,
every second, "prick," "cunt," "fuck," was heard from both men and
women,--it was a perfect Babel of lasciviousness.

"I'll bet ten pounds a women doesn't guess who fucks her," said Lord
A... We echoed him. The women laughed, but led by Laura refused, and
squabbled. All wanted the bet to come off, but did not like to admit
it. We had more champagne, the men put on their trowsers, we kissed all
round, and talked over the way of deciding such a bet, the women got
randier, one showed her leg to another, and at length all the women
agreed to take part in the orgie.

The rest I shall tell as truthfully as I can. The drink and excitement
I was under makes it difficult; but I will tell nothing I am not quite
sure of. We arranged a plan with such noise and talking, that God knows
how it was arranged at all. Where were we to poke?--in the bed-room?
Impossible, there was but one large bed in Lady A... 's room, and one in
the back-room.

How were we to fuck all together? We all rushed upstairs, took all the
beds and pillows from both rooms, and from the upper rooms, and put them
on the floor in the large room, making one long bed, after moving aside
the furniture. The fire had been put out. All this was done with shouts
and yells, a fearful lascivious riot.

The women were to lie down in an order known to us, Lady A... nearest
to the door, and so on. There was to be absolute silence. Each man as
he knelt between the woman's legs was to put a card with a number on it
under her pillow. We men knew which number each had, the women were not
to know which man was to have her, directly we had fucked we were to
return, each woman was to produce her card, and guess who had been up
her, they were to be in their chemises, we in our shirts. I never
shall forget the looks of the women as they went upstairs to arrange
themselves for the fucking, but think that they scarcely knew the rules
of what they were to do.

The women undressed quickly enough, for we had scarcely had time to
tie up our faces in napkins to prevent our whis