woman, "she likes
you, and I shant mind, but don't tell me." I actually did fuck her; nor
did he ever ask me,--but that tale will be told hereafter. Nothing till
his death pleased him more than referring to our having looked at the
backside of his mother and at his sister's quims, he would roar with
laughter at it. He was an extraordinary man.

One day we rode to the market-town; and putting up our horses, strolled
about. Fred said, "Let's both go and have a shove." "Where are the
girls?" said I. "Oh! I know, lend me some money." "I only have ten
shillings." "That is more than we shall want." We went down a lane past
the Town-Hall, by white-washed little cottages, at which girls were
sitting or standing at the doors making a sort of lace. "Do you see a
girl you like?" said he. "Why, they are lace-makers." "Yes, but some
of them fuck for all that; there is the one I had with the last
half-a-crown you lent me." Two girls were standing,-together; they
nodded. "Let's try them," said Fred. We went into the cottage; it was a
new experience to me. He took one girl, leaving me the other, I felt
so nervous; she laughed as Fred (who had never in his life a spark of
modesty), put his hands up her companion's clothes. That girl asked what
he was going to give her, and it was settled at half-a-crown each. Fred
then went into the back-room with his woman.

I never had had a gay woman. A fear of disease came over me. She made
no advances, and at length feeling my quietness was ridiculous, I got my
hands up her clothes, pulling them up and looking at her legs. "Lord! I
am quite clean, sir," said she in a huff, lifting her clothes well up.
That gave me courage, I got her on to an old couch, and looked at her
cunt, but my prick refused to stand; her being gay upset me. She laid
hold of my prick, but it was of no use. "What is the matter with you?"
said she, "don't you like me?" "Yes, I do." "Have you ever had a girl?"
I said I had. Fred who had finished, bawled out, "Can't we come in?"
This upset me still more, and I gave it up. In Fred and his girl came,
and he said, "There is water in the other room." I went in and feigned
to wash myself, and hearing them all laughing, felt ashamed to come out,
thinking they were laughing about me; though such was not the case, it
was because Fred was beginning to pull about my woman.

I had more money than I had told Fred, and when he said he was thirsty,
offered to send for drink, thinking my libe