d,
yet all seemed such a long time past, that it was like a dream. Then
a desire to have other women became invincible. I had no means to get
those I had been accustomed to, and seemed to have no idea of going
economically to work for my pleasures, but at length began to walk
through streets inhabited by very poor gay women, in a neighbourhood I
had known in my early youth. Then I found out other poor quarters,
and one night with but a few shillings in my pocket, after thinking of
throwing myself into a canal, I found myself at a spot where women of
a somewhat better class lived in its centre, and on its outskirts very
poor harlots.

"I will,--have I the money?--can't help it,--if one won't another
will," and I slunk into a street, half ashamed of entering it. Saw girls
standing at doors, never paused for selection, nor to see if one looked
nicer than another, it was cunt I wanted. The moment I turned the corner
of the street, I cared not who or what, as long as she had a petticoat
and what it hid from sight. I took the nearest.

"Will you let me have you for five shillings?" was all I uttered. I
recollect it as well as possible, hanging my head, ashamed of my offer,
and not looking at the girl, ashamed of being seen in the neighbourhood.

"All right," said she turning round. I followed her through the little
narrow passage of a four-roomed house into a little room with a bed
on one side of it. I looked at her, and she at me for an instant only.
"Here are the five shillings," said I. "Shall I undress?" "No." "Shall
we get on the bed?" "No, at the side,"--and whilst speaking I had half
lifted her on to it. Laughing with a peculiar chuckle she fell back,
pulling up her clothes. I saw plump thighs, dark hair, felt giddy, could
not see, recollect opening the lips, and began to spend as the tip of my
prick touched her cunt. Following the spunk as it shot up the passage as
it opened its way, with one thrust I was up her, and had finished.
Fifty times in my life up to the time I pen this, has a similar rapid
ejaculation occurred to me when randy.

"Didn't you want it!" said she. They were the first words I recollect
being uttered as I bent over her. How divine she seemed. "Let me do
it again." "Oh! you ought to give me a little more." "I'll give you a
shilling, it's all I have I fear; but more if I have it." "Very well
then," said a soft voice. Oh! what a heavenly few minutes they seemed
to me,--they still seem to me,--as