her, and am told, was afterwards fucked by a lot of men; but it was a
sore point with the family, and all about her was kept quiet.

One of Lucy's sons, in after years, I saw fucking a maid in a
summer-house: both standing up against a big table; I was on the roof.
Many years before that, I fucked a nurse-maid, she laying on that table,
in the very same summer-house, as I shall presently tell.

Fred and I used to discuss the look of his sisters' and mother's
cunts, as if they had belonged to strangers. The redness of the line
in Mary-Ann's quim astonished us. I do not recollect having even then,
formed any definite notion of what a girl's cunt was, though we had seen
the splits, but had still, and till much further on, the notion that the
hole was round, and close to where the clitoris is, having no idea then
of what a clitoris was, though we had got an Aristotle and used to read
it greedily; the glimpse of the two cunts were but momentary, and our
excitement confused our recollections.

Fred and I then formed a plot to look at another girl's cunt; who the
girl was, I don't know, it may have been another of Fred's sisters, or
a cousin by another of my aunts, but I think not; at all events she was
stopping in aunt's house, and from her height, which was less than that
of Fred and myself, I should think a girl of about eleven or twelve
years of age. I scrupulously avoid stating anything positively, unless
quite certain. Some years afterwards when we were very young men, we
did the same thing with a female cousin (but not his sister), as I shall
tell.

There was haymaking. We romped with the girl, buried each other in hay,
pulled each other out, and so on. I was buried in the hay and dragged
out by my legs by Fred and the girl. Then Fred was: then we buried the
girl, and as Fred pulled her out he threw up her clothes, I lay over her
head, which was covered with hay. Fred saw, winked and nodded. It came
to my turn again to be buried, and then hers; I laid hold of her legs
and pulling them from under the hay, saw her thighs, I pushed her knees
up, and had a glimpse of the slit, which was quite hairless. My aunt
and others were in the very field, but had no idea of the game we were
playing, the girl romping with us, had no idea, that we were looking at
her cunt, and an instantaneous peep only it was.

What effect sensuously, these glimpses of cunt, had on me, I don't know;
but have no recollection of sexual desire, nor of