under the dominion of
unappeased irritation; but I do not know how it was, my pressing calls,
his figure, the occasion, and if you will, the powerful combination of
all these, with a start of curiosity to see the end of an adventure, so
novel too as being treated like a common street-plyer, made me give
a silent consent; in short, it was not my head that I now obeyed, I
suffered myself to be towed along as it were by this man-of-war,
who took me under his arm as familialry as if he had known me all his
lifetime, and led me into the next convenient tavern, where we were
shown into a little room on one side of the passage. Here, scarce
allowing himself patient till the drawer brought in the wine called
for, he fell directly on board me: when, untucking my handkerchief, and
giving me a snatching buss, he laid my breasts bare at once, which he
handled with that keenness of gust that abridges a ceremonial evermore
tiresome than pleasing on such pressing occasions; and now, hurrying
towards the main point, we found no conveniency to our purpose, two
or three disabled chairs, and a rickety table, composing the whole
furniture of the room. Without more ado, he plans me with my back
standing against the wall, and my petticoats up; and coming out with
a splitter indeed, made it shine, as he brandished it, in my eyes; and
going to work with an impetuosity and eagerness, bred very likely by
a long fast at seat, went to give me a taste of it. I straddled, I
humoured my posture, and did my best in short to buckle to it; I took
part of it in, but still things did not go to his thorough liking;
changing them in a trice his system of battery, he leads me to the table
and with a master-hand lays my head down on the edge of it, and, with
the other canting up my petticoats and shift, bares my naked posteriors
to his blind and furious guide; it forces its way between them, and I
feeling pretty sensibly that it was not going by the right door, and
knocking desperately at the wrong one, I told him of it:--"Pooh!" says
he, "my dear, any port in a storm." Altering, however, directly his
course, and lowering his point, he fixed it right, and driving it up
with a delicious stiffness, made all foam again, and gave me the tout
with such fire and spirit, that in the fine disposition I was in when I
submitted to him and stirred up so fiercely as I was, I got the start of
him, and went away into the melting swoon, and squeezing him, whilst in
the conv