dow. Old and
young, thin and fat, dirty and clean, ragged and neat, there was every
possible variety and number of legs and their coverings.

There were two states of the weather which favoured us: if muddy, women
lifted their clothes up high. Having no modern squeamishness, all they
cared about was to prevent them getting muddy; and then with the common
classes, we got many a glimpse of the split. But a brilliant day was the
best. Then the reflected light being strong, we could see higher up if
the lady was in a favourable position. We could see if they had clouts
round their cunts, and had some strange sights of which I will only tell
one or two. One day, quite at the end of the gratings, two women,

neat, clean, plump, and of the poorer classes (for we could soon tell
the poorer classes from their legs and under-clothings), stood close
together. It was my five minutes. Henry was at my back. They had been
standing talking, close together, not seeming to be looking at the shop,
in fact they were at the spot where the shop window finished. One put
her leg up against a ledge, keeping the other on the grating; it was
a bright day, and I saw the dark hair of her cunt as plainly as if she
were standing to show it me. The next minute she gathered up her clothes
a little high, and squatted down on her heels as if to piddle, her bum
came down within four or five inches of the grating, and I saw through
the bars, her cunt open just as a woman does when she pisses. I thought
she was going to do so, when a plantive cry explained it all; she had
a baby, and all the movements were to enable her to do something to
it conveniently. At the same time her companion dropped on one knee,
pulling her clothes a little up, and arranging them so as to prevent
soiling them, she put the other leg out in front, and sat back on
the heel of the kneeling leg. Then was another split, younger and
lighter-haired, partly visible from below, but not so plainly as the
dark-haired one; and they did something in that position for five
minutes to the squalling child.

I lost all prudence, whispered to Henry; and together we stood looking,
till they moved away. "My prick will burst," said I. "So will mine,"
said he. The next instant both our pricks were out, and looking up
at the legs, stood we two young men, frigging till two jets of spunk
spurted across the area. It would have been a fine sight for the women
had they looked down, but women rarely did. Th