kers being noticed (Lord
A.... had none), before a voice shouted out, "We are ready." Then with
shirts on only, up we men went. I only recollect kneeling down between
Lady A... 's legs (we had agreed among ourselves how to change our
women), giving a card, feeling a cunt, and putting my prick into it,
then hearing the rustling of limbs, hard breathing, sighing, and moans
of pleasure of the couples fucking fast and furiously; of my brain
whirling, of a maddening sensuality delighting me as I clasped the
buttocks of Lady A..., and fucked her.

We must have spent nearly all together, none when we compared after,
recollected more than his own performance. All were quiet. I was feeling
round my prick which was still in Lady A... 's cunt, when a light
flashed powerfully through the room. That devil Fred had risen, and
lighted several lucifers, which then was done by dipping them in a
bottle,--they were expensive. What a sight was disclosed at a glance!

All three women lay with chemises up to their navels, Lady A... on her
back, I on the top of her (rising rapidly at the light). Next to her
Mabel seemingly asleep with thighs wide open. Fred kneeling between
them, holding the lighted matches, Laura on her back with open thighs,
eyes closed, Lord A... cuddling, but nearly off of her by her side, and
his prick laying on her thigh. The women shrieked, and began pulling
down their chemises. I swore at Fred, the women joined chorus. "Most
ungentlemanly," said Laura getting up. That got up Lord A... Mabel lay
still on her back as if ready to be stroked again. But all was said. In
a minute the lucifers burnt out, and it was dark again. Scuffling up we
men went downstairs, leaving the women chattering. Soon after down they
came, looking screwed, lewd, and annoyed that the bets were off, and all
chattering at once.

Mabel was quarrelsome. "You," said she turning to Lady A..., "said that
your husband's thing was long and thin, you tried to mislead me in the
bet, you wanted to make me lose." They had evidently been discussing
their men's pricks.

"So you have been telling how each of us fucks," said Fred. Laura denied
it. "We did," said Mabel. "It's a lie Mabel, if you say it again, I'll
tell something more than you will like to hear about yourself." Mabel
retorted, Lady A... chimed in. It was a Babel of quarrelsome lewd women,
with their cunts full.

I feared a row, and that Mabel might after all know more about my having
had Laur