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MY SECRET LIFE younger and lighter-haired, partly visible from below, but not so plainly as the dark-haired one; and they did something in that position for ﬁve minutes to the squal- ling child.

I lost all prudence, whispered to Henry; and togeth- er we stood looking, till they moved away. “My prick will burst”, said I. “So will mine", said he. The next in- stant both our pricks were out, and looking up at the legs, stood we two young men, frigging till two jets of spunk spurted across the area. It would have been a ﬁne sight for the women had they looked down, but women rarely did. They stood over the gratings usually with the greatest unconcern, looking at the shop windows, or only glanced below for an instant, at the dark, unin- habitated looking area.

This was the beginning of a new state of things. We got reckless; Henry had business to attend to, I none, —I ceased to think about what might be said of our being so much in the store-house; and used to go by myself, and stay there two or three hours at a time. Then I gave way to erotic excesses. My prick would stand as I went down the stairs. I used to wait prick in hand, playing with it, looking up and longing for a poke until I saw a pair of thighs plainly, then able to stand it no longer, frigged; hating myself even whilst I did it, and longing to put my spunk in the right place. I used to catch it in one hand, whilst I frigged with the other, then ﬂing the spunk up towards the girls’ legs. It was madness; for although the feet of the women were not three feet above my head, yet the smallness of the quantity thrown (after what stuck to my ﬁng- ers), and the iron bars above, seemed to make it im- possible that any of it should reach its intended desti- —191—