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having lain much in my mother's house, caution had become habitual to
me). I one night talked about virgins and of getting them. He said such
things were done; that Harridans got a young lass, if well paid for it,
but that they generally sold the girls half-a-dozen times over, "and,"
said he, "they train the young bitches so, there is no finding them out;
you may pay for one who was first fucked by a butcher boy, and then her
virginity sold to a dandy; you may pay for it my boy, and not find
out you have been done." I pondered much over this, and the next night
returned to the subject. His opinion was that an old stager like him was
not to be done; but that any randy young beggar would go up the girl,
and flatter himself he had had a virgin, if the girl was cunning. "When
you see the tight covered hole with your eye, find it tight to your
little finger, and then tight to your cock, my boy; when you have
satisfied your eye, your finger, and your cucumber, and seen blood on
it, you may be sure you have had one,--and not otherwise."
Thought I, "I am going to be humbugged." Another week, no letter, I went
to her lodings, and found she had taken away everything she had with
her. That night I told a little of my hopes to the Major, not telling
him who the kind lady was, or where she was gone; but it made him laugh.
"You are done brown my boy, done brown; that woman will never turn up
again." He joked me so, that I avoided him, and kept the subject to
myself afterwards.
Again to the lodgings; the landlady could not keep them vacant any
longer; I paid the rent, but she got no parquisites, I increased the
allowance. Then again I went; the landlady said she did not expect to
see her again. I had now set my heart on having this virgin; ten weeks
nearly had gone; I said if Camille was not back next week she might
let the rooms. It passed; a bill was put up in the window, and the next
morning calling as a forlorn hope, there was a letter for me,--she would
be back in a week. I was in a state of excitement that week, and kept
myself chaste, with the idea of the virgin cunt, and Camille's well
paced roger-ing in anticipation.
The day came. I was so impatient, that I was there quite early; she
arrived some hours earlier than she had said, and seemed surprised at
finding me; my impression is that she did not want me to be there when
she came back. She came in a hackney-coach; a stoutish full-sized young
woman with a funny bon
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