gradually took off all clothing but my shirt, at last took off that, and
then sat at the edge of the bed naked. I pulled open her legs, each lay
just as I placed them, wide apart. I held the candle between her thighs,
and opened her cunt-lips. Masses of thick sperm lay over her cunt, and
hid the entrance of the prick-hole. I played with it as my baudy fancy
dictated, frigged her, dipping my finger in the spunk below, and
then rubbing it on to her clitoris till it was dry, twisted down her
cunt-hair till it was wetter, and played every trick which a lascivious
fancy dictated. Gradually I stiffened under this exciting amusement, and
throwing my naked body on to hers, fucked her again. God only knows if
she knew I was fucking her, or not,--I don't. She awakened after I
had spent, turned on her side, and when I tried to get her on her back
again, she swore.

Whether the slight dozing had relieved her brain, or whether the fumes
of the liquor had evaporated, I don't know, but she soon became more
conscious, and though stupid, yet more awake. Her voice had still the
thick utterance, her answers still those of a person only partially
understanding what was said to her. I expect I had excited her passions
by my fingers, and not by what I said, for after awaking she again
blurted out, "Fuck me,--I want a fuck." A grab at my prick showed that
she knew where to find the means of giving herself pleasure, and I gave
it her. Then I dozed.

Knocks at the door aroused me, and a shrill voice cried out, "Kate,
Kate." I listened, "Are you alone?" said the voice. I shook Kate, and
awakened her a little. "Some one is knocking at your door," said I. "Oh!
damn,--arseholes," said she turning on her side, and dozing again.

"Kate,--knock, knock,--Kate, are you alone?--I'm going to bolt the
door,--they are all in," said the voice.

Kate made no reply, I was dressing, so opened the door. "I'm here, and
am going directly." "Is she drunk?" said the woman. "I think she
is." "Do you know her?" "No." "Well I will leave the door open." "I'm
going,--wait." There lay Kate dozing. When dressed I said, "I have left
five shillings on the table." "Awake her," said the woman (for I heard
and saw it was one). "You had better." "Kate, Kate", sung out the
woman. I shook Kate, who turned, opened her eyes, and said, "Oh I
damn,--don't." "Come in," said I to the woman. She did, and shook Kate.
"Oh! arse-holes. She's been lushing for three days," said the woman.