,
excited, and baudy state, my sleep was broken by others, but when awake
my prick stood immediately, and I moved all night from one woman to
another, fucking, and then dozing.

To satisfy Laura, and keep up a sort of appearance, we had said we
would only have our own women, who were again to lay in a certain order.
Directly they had left the room, we agreed to change. A... doggedly
insisted in having Mabel, so I was to take Laura, and Fred Lady A... It
was such a lark. My prick was up Laura, when she cried, "It's not you
Fred." Then were simultaneous exclamations, "I'm not Mabel,"--"What a
lovely cunt!"--"Leave me alone,"--"Feel my big prick," "Damn, a cunt's
a cunt," hiccupped Lord A... "Oh!--ah!"--"Ha! my love fuck,--my
darling, oh!"--kiss, kiss,--spending,--"Aha!"--sighs of delight,
"cunt,"--"fuck,"--"oh!"--"ah! ah!" And I fell asleep on Laura amidst
this.

Awake again. By my side a wet cunt, a heavy sleeper. Turning round, my
legs met naked legs. I stretched out my hand, and felt a prick, perhaps
Fred's, I don't know. Getting up I felt my way stumbling over legs to
the wall to the furthest woman, and laid myself on her. "Don't Adolphus,
I'm so sleepy," said she. The next instant we were fucking. Others
awakened. "Where are you?" said some one. Then all moved, one man swore,
a hand felt my balls from behind. I was spending, and rolled off the
lady; turning my bum to her. Then I touched Mabel, and put my hand on
her cunt. A man dropped on her, and touched my hand with his prick.
Ejaculations burst out on all sides, the couples were meeting again,
then all was quiet, and the fucking done. Then all talked. All modesty
was gone, both men and women told their sensations and wants, "You fuck
me,--Feel me.--No, I want so and so," Laura as lewd as the rest.

Again awaking. A hand was feeling my prick. "Is it you Laura?" "Yes." I
felt her cunt. "Oh! let me go and piddle." But I turned on to her, and
we fucked. "How wet your cunt is." "No wonder."

Again I awakened, some one got up, and fell down. "Hulloa! who is that?"
"I want to piss, and can't get up," said Lord A... in a drunken voice.
Some one opened the door, a feeble light came across from the back room,
we helped him up and he stumbled along with us men to piss. Then he
insisted on going downstairs. He could scarcely stand, so we helped
him to the dining-room, we lighted more candles, he swilled more wine,
tumbled on to the sofa, where we left him drunk and snorin