So you fucked me four or five times,--I don't know if I spent or not,
damned if I do,--think of your lying there, and being bitten by the
fleas,--the room was washed out yesterday, there ain't no fleas now.
So you pulled me about,--what a beast, rubbing your spunk about on my
cunt.--but Lor! a cunt's the proper place for it." After a few minutes
similar conversation she suddenly said, "Let's fuck agin." "Well let's
strip," Off went her chemise without reply. Gloating over her I stripped
naked, and was soon on her, and up her. She had not washed. She enjoyed
it. How we hugged each other's nakedness! The first words she uttered
afterwards were, "You are a bloody fine fucker,--where did you learn to
fuck so well?" giving me a vigorous kiss, and squeezing her cunt up to
me as she said it.

I washed, and wanting soap (she had none), she went to the door, and
called out for some. The woman brought it. Then there was no towel,
and again standing naked at the half-opened door, she called out to the
landlady to lend her one "I shant," said a voice, "you have now got
two of mine." "Oh! arseholes," bawled out Kate slamming the door, "the
bugger won't let me have one,--here dry your prick with my chemise, it's
quite clean."

Kate stood naked looking at me as I rubbed myself dry with her chemise,
bending slightly forward, holding her fingers under her cunt. "What a
lot you've spent," said she putting down the basin with my water in it,
and beginning to wash. "That's not clean," I remarked. "Oh! it's all the
same spunk," she replied, and afterwards, "You may look at my cunt if
you like," and she threw herself on the side of the bed, thighs wide
open. She was faultless. I pulled a chair to the side of the bed, and
contemplated her cunt at my leisure. The dirty white blind down in the
window only just mellowed the light, it was as light as day, I could
have hunted crabs, had there been any in her motte-thatch.

She asked me to give her gin. Some was sent for, then we sat drinking,
she taking it neat, I mixed with water. "Let's fuck," said she again,
and we fucked. More gin, more fucking, she was quicker to want fucking
than I was. It was getting dusk, then she said, "You're going, ain't
you? I want to make a few shillings to-night,--my rent's due to-morrow."
I gave her another five shillings, made her piss in the basin, and we
fucked again. I was fucked out, and at last she spent twice to my once,
our bodies were sticking together wi