th sweat as we fucked. Then for
a few minutes we went to sleep. "You are a gent," said she, "I likes
you,--I hopes you'll come agin, and see me,--I likes a real gent."

As I went out I saw a man standing on the other side of the road looking
like a bricklayer. Turning back after I had gone a hundred feet or so,
I saw him cross the road, and go into the house. I went back, the
street-door was as it always was, open. Stepping inside I heard a male
voice through Kate's door, a woman came out from the back. "Who do you
want?" said she. "Kate." "Oh! she has got a friend with her,--shall I
knock?" "No," I replied, and went my way. I didn't like the idea of
her having a working-man after me, or before me. I was not then a
philosopher, "But what does it matter?" said I, "a man's a man."

I saw Kate next day, and told her she had had a man after me. "Yes
directly,--a chap I knows had been awaitin an hour, and he come in in
a hurry. 'I'm done', says I, but he would,--he's a rough un, and he'd
fucked me before you was at the end of the street." "Why you had not
washed your cunt." "No," she laughed, "the bugger went right into
your spendings,--he never knowed, and I had a good un of a cove
after him,--you brought me luck. I've got two new chemises, and four
towels,--let's fuck,--let's fuck," said she laying hold of me, and
unbuttoning my trows-ers. My balls hung over her bum in no time.

I visited her at intervals for about a year. She had the whitest flesh I
ever saw, and was very beautiful in face; the hair grew exceedingly
low on her forehead, yet it did not disfigure her, from her neck to her
calves her form was perfectly voluptuous, but she had big feet, and her
hands were large. I could not bear to see her feet in great boots, and
when looking at her lovely form used to keep my eyes from them. Her cunt
was perfectly beautiful and small; black, white, and carmine were never
more exquisitely blended.

She was revoltingly coarse in her talk, and even when sober her voice
was rough. That I did not like, but her language disgusted me. To
anything she did not like she said "arseholes," said it more frequently
than any other word until I stopped her. "Give me some gin," she would
say. "No you have had enough." "Oh! arseholes." Every body also was a
bloody bugger, or a bloody shit. She was lewd on me for a time, and made
me fuck her more than I wanted, but as I checked her foul language she
became indifferent to me. "Oh! I'm oblig