ing on in the
parlour, people bought cigars, and tobacco--for it was really sold
there,--little did they guess the fun going on behind that rod curtain
of the shop-parlour.
A night or so after I slept with Louise, I felt uneasy in the tip of my
prick, and saw unmistakably that it was the clap. It was not Louise's
gift, for great was her surprise when I saw her twice afterwards, and
never attempted to have her. She was annoyed, and said she supposed I
had another friend, and put herself in such luscious attitudes, that
I got a cock-stand, and could scarcely resist putting it up her, but
saying I was ill went away. Fred said he should go to Paris without me,
I was to join him in a fortnight. What with being indifferent to Louise,
annoyed with her randiness, her vulgarity, and temper, being in fact
tired of her and the expense, and now having the clap, I determined to
break off; so wrote to Camille to meet me.
I told her I had the clap. "I thought there was something wrong," said
she, "but Louise I can swear has never had any other man than you, take
her to any doctor you like." Then she told me, that in three weeks she
meant to leave England, and Louise must do the best she could, she had
taken means to bring on the girl's courses, would I send her back to
France, or must she go gay in London.
I could not bear the idea of the girl being gay, so agreed to give her
money to take her abroad with her, and she accepted. By her advice I
wrote to Louise, said I had the clap, and feared I had given it to her,
that she would not forgive me I was sure, and so never meant to see her
again.
I sent a cheque to Louise, it passed through my bankers, and suppose the
girl had it. Then went to Paris, my illness kept to me, so returned to
London, got a little better, longed for Louise, stood opposite the house
one night, nearly crossed over to have her, but resisted, and seeing a
nice woman in Regent street went home with her. I was so impatient, that
I pushed her to the side of the bed directly I was in the room, felt
for her cunt, and spent in her in a minute, she had not taken her bonnet
off. My spending hurt me, my doctor had told me I could go with a woman
without fear of injuring her, but that for my own sake I had better
abstain. She got up, and took off her bonnet, to see if lying down had
hurt it. "I'll have you again," said I. "Let me wash, you've spent such
a lot, it's all running down my thighs." Again I fucked her; and
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