a bumbasting
before, and she had been more willing; she liked pulling my prick about,
but even she made a fuss one night, when I wanted to fuck her with her
bum towards my belly, and never let me look at her belly. Thus my
baudy longings had never been satisfied. With Charlotte I did a little
variety, from curiosity; now I began to want it from voluptuousness. The
natural impatience of my age, and my few opportunities, had led me to
bring my women to the bed, throw up their clothes, pull open their legs,
give a rapid glance at their thighs, belly and cunt-fringe, by which
time my prick was nodding and throbbing. Then followed a grope, and the
next minute I was fucking as hard as I could.

With Camille all came like new to me. She even anticipated me. If I
pushed her to the side of the bed, she fell on her back and opened her
legs gently, dis-dosing her slit in the most voluptuous manner, without
speaning. If I strove to open her thighs, open they went as wide as
she could make them, leaving me to open,shut, pinch, frig, or probe her
cunt, as I listed. At a hint, she with two fingers would spread open the
lips to enable the fullest inspection. If I turned her round, she would
fall on the bed arse upwards, like a tumbler. If I cocked up a leg,
there she kept it till I pulled it down. I scarcely ever said what I
wanted, she guessed my desires from the way I turned her about. It was
only at a later time when my baudiness grew whimsical, and invented
strange attitudes, or singular caprices of love, that I had to tell her
what I wanted; but at first I was too timid for that. She once said to
me laughing, "I am a born whore, for I like it, and like to see a man
amuse himself with me."

Her every movement, even when I was tranquil, was exciting. If she sat
down, her limbs were in some position which by contemplation stirred my
lust, and made me rush to stroke her, and was gratified in any form
and manner I liked. With her all forms of copulation were wholesome and
natural, so that I had enough variety.

I was constantly with her until pretty well fucked out, then I stayed
away a while. When I recommenced she I expect thought I was weary of
her, and set to work to keep me, by putting into my head things I had
not heard, or thought of, asking if I would like to sate my lust in
such, and such ways; and then procuring for me what she had suggested.

I was indeed worth treating so, for though I only gave her a sovereign
at first