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it, but could not come up to the scratch, until with a sharp frig it stiﬁened and again it was put up her. What. a long hard poke it was, what a test of my manhood, how proud was I when with a sharp and sudden please ure I felt my spunk squirting up her dear quim, and a spasmodic clutch, a sharp sob and “dear Walter”, es- caping from her told me she had spent with me.

She washed, I dressed, swearing I would never wash my prick again till I saw her. “I have poked you darl- ing, ﬁve times”, said I in triumph. It was the ﬁrst time I think I ever had done so, but am not sure, and proud enough I felt. We soon relapsed into sadness and tears, and telling our love to each other, parted at the coach-. stand.

I was mad again for her; had now money, and twice went down to the place to get a glimpse at her and failed, but saw her husband in the shop. We stared at each other. I wonder if he felt that I should have liked. to throttle him, for so I did. I wrote and got no reply. I pumped her sister, to see if I could learn where she walked or went, and got no information; indeed soon lost opportunity for suddenly her sister left us. Her father came to ask my mother to excuse her on account of his wife’s illness, and she never came back. I have but little doubt it was only to get her away from our house, and that it was Charlotte’s doings. I never saw Charlotte again, though I still may do so; but to this‘ day I have an affection for her, and although she must be forty, should like to poke her. .

Next year, one day my mother opened a letter, it was from the E family; and read aloud little scraps of it to me, and my sisters who were in the room. “That family is all doing very well”, said she;

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