a clean although humble bed, the
other woman pulled up her clothes, I smoothed her belly, and with much
trouble got her legs open, and tried to see her cunt.

She resisted, but gave way under the persuasion of the other woman who
kept saying, "Do now,--what did you say yes for, if you meant no?--a
bargain is a bargain,--don't make a fool of me,--well if you are ashamed
now, you should abin afore," and so forth. At length I had had a good
look at her cunt.

Then I longed for a fuck, indeed took a letch for it, pulled out my
prick, and asked her to let me have her. "Not she," said the sister,
"you have seen all, and must be off, her man may come home at any
minute." The big-bellied one was much more quiet, laughed, I took out my
sovereign, wetted it with my spittle, and balancing it on the top of my
prick, told her to take it off, which she did in a very clever way; for
instead of taking it off with one hand, she shut one hand against the
other, enclosing my prick and the sovereign too in her hands. Both women
laughed, and the gay one said, "Well Mary, you've had more than one
man's in your hand now at all events,--you'll never tell Jack I'll
swear,--now go sir,--her man don't like _me_ here, and he won't like
_you_, I'll swear."

My letch overcame me, I forgot how poor I was, and would have given my
clothes off my back for a poke up the cunt beneath that hard big belly,
so asked her again, and stood with my prick out, both women laughing. I
prayed her to let me again feel, and she consented. She was then sitting
down, I had to put my hands up her clothes, and stoop to do it, my back
was to her so-called sister. She laughed, and looking at her sister
whilst I felt her, caught hold of my prick, gave it a grasp, and
immediately relinquished it. Her sister did not see this done.

I dallied a few minutes with her cunt, and fancied that if the other
woman was out of the way the big-bellied one would be complaisant. So
I asked if there was good gin to be had. It was a bait that the sister
took at once. Yes there was. I gave her money to fetch gin, and to buy
a bun and a bottle of ginger-beer; a move to keep her out of the way as
long as I could.

I had buttoned my trowsers up, and ceased feeling and asking; but the
instant she was gone, out I pulled my stiff-stander. "Let me fuck you."
"Oh! she won't be long." "I won't be a minute." I flew to the door, and
locked it, the woman got up from the chair; made no resistance, rai