he pulled up her clothes,
"Ah, you may look, I am as clean as any woman although I am what I am."
I went on looking at, and fiddling her about, but no erection came. She
gave an uneasy motion with her bum and said, "Oh! you are tickling
me so, why don't you get on?" I said I did not want it yet, which so
astonished her, that she sat upright, and looked at me and at my tool.
Then she made me lay down on the poor bed, and mutual feeling soon
brought me to a proper state. "Don't you be quick or you will spoil me,"
said she. Her manner was quite different from what it had been on the
high road, it was amorous. I forgot her ugliness, and fucking with all
my heart, spent when her hard breathing, tightening cunt, and clasping
arms, told me she enjoyed it also.

Then the miserable room, and her ugliness revolted me. I moved to
get off, but she retained me, asking me to talk. Somewhat against my
inclination I did. She laid hold of my prick, pinching it. The gentle
pleasure returned, and it ended in my doing her again, as much to her
delight as mine. She said so. Instead of feeling pleased, it made
her seem to me ugly. I went away, and although I argued with myself,
especially when I only had a shilling or two, yet I never could bring
myself to have her again. When I saw her on the road, I went the other
side of the way, and soon lost sight of her.

Finding that I had not suffered by my indiscretion, I got bolder, took
the run of the road, and must have had a dozen girls at a shilling a
tail. One night as I fumbled a girl, she frigged me vigorously. "I will
do it this way," said she, "you will like it so." But I refused. "I
will give you such pleasure," said she again, "all the gents say I do
it better than any girl." But again I refused. "I am afraid my monthlies
are just coming on," said she. But up I put it, and went home satisfied.
Two or three mornings afterwards I felt a slight itching at the tip of
my prick, but took no notice of it; the next morning piddling, to
my horror I saw a little yellowish fluid oozing, and sat down in
consternation. I had got a clap.

This laid me up for weeks, I went to a strange doctor and managed to
keep it from my mother, but was in anxiety as to how I was to pay the
doctor. Fortune and misfortune often follow each other. My long promised
appointment came from the W... Office just as I was getting well. With
overwhelming joy I saw some chance of a little money, beyond what I got
by begging