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MY SECRET LIFE MY SECRET LIFE

girl, not above this big ”, she said. I ballocked that little girl. Then she knew one six feet high. She also I had. Then she knew one with an immense duﬁ of hair on her cunt. Of course I had her. Then one with none at all; and mightily pleased was I, as my doodle rubbed in and out of that hairless cunt, the owner laying at the side of the bed, I standing up, and Camille holding a candle over the hairless quim, to enable me fully to see and enjoy the novelty, I was pushing up.

At intervals when worn out with spending, or dis- inclined to ﬁnd the money, needed. for this endless variety of women and cunt-hunting; I frequently spent evenings quietly in Camille’s society. I got from her information about habits of women, in a way which is not often given to young men by gay women; learned that women thrust sponges up their cunts, to prevent men ﬁnding out they had their courses on. For the first time with her, I understood that women could, and did frig themselves; and on her own cunt, placing herself my ﬁnger there, I ﬁrst knew the exact spot where a women rubs for her solitary pleasure. She told me of women rubbing their clitoris together so as to spend,—what the French call tribadism,—and two women of her acquaintance did this. All of us half spoony with champagne after a jolly little supper; she set the two girls rubbing their cunts together. The two girls on the top of each other, I thought a baudy amusement, and did not believe until after years, that ﬂat fucking was practicable, and practised, with sexual pleasure.

Then should I like to see a man? Now it was not many years since I had frigged two or three, and seen clined it. Yet one night she expatiated so much about

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