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 and had it not been for the love I bore Teleny, I should have done something more than finger them.

"One phallus, especially—that of the Viscount—caused my intense admiration. It was of such a size that had a Roman lady possessed it she would never have asked for an ass. In fact, every whore was frightened at it; and it was said that once, abroad, a woman had been ripped up by it, for he had thrust his tremendous instrument up into her womb, and slit the partition between the front and the back hole, so that the poor wretch had died in consequence of the wound received.

"His lover, however, throve upon it, for he was not only artificially but also naturally of a most florid complexion. As this young man saw that I seemed to doubt what sex he belonged to, he pulled up the skirts he wore and shewed me a dainty, pink-and-white penis, all surrounded by a mass of dark golden hair.

"Just when everybody was begging me to take off my mask, and I was about to comply, Dr. Charles—usually called Charlemagne—who