esticles) will touch your little
bottom, and this contact will provoke such an abundant flow of the
essence of love in your little cunt that I shall be as if I were in a
bath.

How I fear to leave off there! But we shall see. Do not write to me by
the night post, it is useless! It is true that when I am near you in a
carriage I have difficulty in remaining quiet. Oh, no, do not alarm me
by your insatiability, mine is much greater than yours, there is not
the slightest comparison to be drawn between us in a physical point of
view, but as far as our moral nature and heart is concerned we can
rival each other, and I am very happy on that account.

1:40. I was most annoyingly interrupted by the luncheon bell, and
afterwards I played a game of Fourreau (a game all the fashion at
Verteuil), and here I am again. I have just refused to accompany my
father and mother in a drive in the neighbourhood, so that I shall be
able to write to you more at length, unless, indeed, I write to
Fallenay.

You tell me that you like the little costume, but that is all you say,
and you give me no details as to the colours, the length and shape. I
will believe my treasure, my jewel, that your bosoms will be white,
swollen and soft as velvet, and it is very nice of you to tell me that
my hands will have difficulty in holding them and putting their ruby
lips to my mouth.

You are quite right in saying that you will develop my virility, it is
you who have made my member what it is now. I repeat, on my word of
honour, perhaps you will not like to hear these details, but,
nevertheless, I shall say it, you are the first woman in the world who
has stimulated that essence which flows from my prick (_queue_), which
your kisses have rendered so pretty, and it is you who have plucked the
flower of my virginity. Never have I had (_baise_) any other woman, and
whatever may be the misfortunes to which I may be destined, it will
always be an immense and ineffable happiness to me to think that I have
given and lost it through the luscious draughts you offer (_par tes
delices_). It is, and it will be, perhaps, the greatest blessing, and
the only consolation of my life. But before God it is a great one, and
my enjoyment has not been such as one can expect to find in this world.
I do not believe that he who had the madness to rob you of yours was as
pure as myself, and as for voluptuous pleasures, if there be any
greater than that which I know, I promise y