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her. I pressed their bellies and pinched their bums when in the crowd; her friend went off with her young man, then I had Susan alone and tried pushing my hand against her belly, more than ever; she took no notice. Her friend and we then met again face to face in the mob. I had an impression that a feel at my balls must have come from her friend. We all went ,to a public-house and had drink; there suddenly she bid me good-bye, saying it was late, and she must get home, set 05 running and was out of sight in a minute.

I had no intention of going home, but after think- ing an instant ran after her, saw a woman squatting who got up as I neared her; it was she. “You have been piddling,” said I. There was some joking on this. The same sort of couples were to be seen cud- dling about as on the previous night; the same whis- pering, squealing ad scuﬂling a little way 05 in the dark lanes. She was more frisky than her sister, and more talkative. “Ain’t they larkingl” said she as a girl gave a half giggle, half cry in the dark. Said I, “They are fucking.” She stood stock still for a min- ute, and then walked on quietly without saying another word. I had not before said a baudy word to her.

Having got the word fuck out, I was game for any- thing, rattled on baudily; at last after a long silence, something I said made her laugh. I began kissing her, at length she returned it, and next instant I thrust her up against a wall, pushed my hand up her clothes, and my ﬁngers on to her slit, which was as wet as a slop- pail. She cried, “Ohl you vagabond,” got my hand away, took to her heels, and ran off. I after her, till we both stopped breathless.

I tried again, her resistace grew feebler, she was

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