nd at intervals for two or
three years after that, the last was about ten years after I had first
met her. I never had a passion for her, nor did I keep only to her; but
through the Winter of this year, as nearly as I can recollect, I had few
but her. After next hot weather my lust ran riot, I got also better
off, and treated my pego to variety, but we then frequently met at B.w
Street. Poor Bessie fell in love with me, and was fond of liquor as I
shall tell, now will only tell of the way our evenings, and at times
afternoons were passed together.

If warm enough we used to strip, and lay outside the bed; if not got
into bed. As she was beautifully shaped I first took my delight in
contemplating her, then I laid along the bed, my head near her knees,
she the reverse way, and again I inspected. Sometimes she twiddled my
cock, and I her clitoris, but generally the time was spent in putting
her in every voluptuous posture, and fucking in all sorts of positions.
She liked it. "It's all my eye", she used to remark when we talked on
the subject saying, "I don't like it,--I like fucking and baudiness,
it's the best thing in life,--a short life and lots of fucking is my
motto,--women who say they never spend with men are liars,--they all
like it as much as I do." She was but twenty-one years old, although her
stoutness made her look older. And now I leave her for a time.

CHAPTER III.

A change in taste.--A small cunt longed for.--Hunting in the
Strand.--Yellow-haired Kitty.--Her little companion.--Oh!
you foule.--The house in E...t.r Street.--Double fees.--
Kitty's pleasure.--Objections to washing.--Have the other
gal.--Cleanliness.--Home occupations.--I ain't gay.--Kitty's
males.

I don't know why my erotic fancies took the desire for a young lass,
but they did. My taste had for the most part run upon the big, fleshy,
fat-cunted, and large-arsed; now perhaps for contrast, perhaps from
sheer curiosity, the letch took possession of me. A small cunt, tight
and hairless perhaps,--I wondered how it looked, felt, and if pleasure
would be increased by it, and though my prick swelled when spending
until I have groaned under the grip, even of a large cunt, I longed for
quite a little one. I had never had a very young girl,--excepting the
little child,--Nelly and Sophy had both a little hair on their mottes,
so I would try for a youthful quim and one if possible with no hair on
it.

I was not