as to be," said she (as if poking her was fate). "Quite true dear,
but let's go to the bed, the sin is no greater if we do it ever so many
times." Into bed we got, and there I think we laid for sixteen hours.
Laura was a lovely bed-fellow. I had a good look at the hair on her
cunt, it was very long, curled round, and completely hid her cunt, even
when standing with her legs slightly open; and when she pissed, she left
drops of piddle on the hair. On her that bush was handsome, but very
long hair is not generally handsome on a cunt, and I have disliked, it
on others; but it is not often found. I am describing here what I saw
more coolly, and often on future occasions rather than what I saw and
recollect of her cunt, on that night of exhausting pleasure.

I had now but little money to spare, but gave her a little from time
to time, and a great deal of bum-basting. One day she said, "I'm in
misfortune again." She was in the family way, had been so before by
Fred, but had managed a miscarriage. She now got one, but was seriously
ill, and sent for her mother, and when she got better she went home. I
sent Fred's money to her there for some time, then she wrote me to send
it to a post-office, and afterwards to send no more, at she was going
to be married. She hoped I would never tell Fred, that I would burn her
letters, and if I ever saw her, would not notice her. I never saw her
again. She wrote to Fred about her marriage, and he was delighted at it,
as well as at saving his money. I have finished her history, so far as
it was connected with me; and must now take up my narrative at a time
before this.

Friends were going to Paris, I went with them, and a jolly loose time we
had for a few weeks. I made acquaintance with six or eight of the best
baudy houses, and had women galore. Theatres, excursions, high-feasting,
unlimited whoring were the characteristics of my trip. I returned empty
in pocket, and knocked up with copulating, yet had had none of the
excitants, with women that I have had there since. I rushed at cunt
directly I saw it; my physical enjoyment was so intense, that I could
not dally with my prick, but let it satisfy itself as soon as it liked.
The varieties that Camille had given me left no taste for them. Cunt,
belly, and thighs, seen, felt, and fucked in regular fashion, was my
delight. Heaps of bills met me on my return. The thought of becoming
bankrupt horrified me. I disposed of my remaining property, paid