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 She dried my hand on her skirt, or shift, and taking it out she put it under my nose.

"Do you like the smell?" she asked. I do not know what I answered, or if I did give her any reply, but I remember that it smelt fishy, and I smelt it over and over all that day. I never forgot it, and now whenever that smell of a woman's coynte mounts to my nostrils, I always remember the girl I masturbated.

"Haven't I a funny pussy," said she, "should you like to see it, my dear?"

I don't think I answered her anything, but I certainly7 stared with very round eyes.

At that moment there was a noise of footsteps, for she said to me:

"If you are a very good boy, I'll show you my pussy another time. Only mind it's a secret, and as you are a little man, you must mind, and never tell secrets. To-morrow I'll bring you some bonbons. Now go and play' thats a dear." Saying this she pushed me away from her, and resumed her sewing.

I went back to my toys; I played, I smelt my hand and I chewed the cud of my thoughts.