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PREFACE
TOUCH-1
TOUCH-2
TOUCH-3 (begin)
TOUCH-3 (end)
TOUCH-4 (begin)
TOUCH-4 (end)
SMELL-1
SMELL-2
SMELL-3.1
SMELL-3.2
SMELL-3.3
SMELL-3.4
SMELL-3.5
SMELL-4 (begin)
SMELL-4 (end)
SMELL-5
HEARING-1
HEARING-2
HEARING-3
VISION-1.1
VISION-1.2
VISION-1.3
VISION-2.1
VISION-2.2
VISION-2.3
VISION-2.4
VISION-3
VISION-4
VISION-5
APPENDIX A
APPENDIX B HISTORY-1
APPENDIX B HISTORY-2.1
APPENDIX B HISTORY-2.2
APPENDIX B HISTORY-2.3
APPENDIX B HISTORY-3.1
APPENDIX B HISTORY-3.2
INDEX OF AUTHORS

sentiment. In neither case can I be accused of fickleness. 

Indeed, I may say that up to this time I had had no opportunity 

of being fickle. I never saw enough, or had enough, of a woman to 

get a surfeit of her. 

 

"The case I now come to presents the features of the cases of 

W.H. and S.H. in a stronger form. I was then 20; I have since 

then married; I am a father; my experiences have been many and 

varied; but still I must confess that no other woman has ever 

stirred my emotions more than--I doubt if as much as--D.C. Up to 

date, if there has been any grand passion in my life, it is my 

love for her. D.C., when I got to know her--by talking to her in 

the street--was a girl of about 20. She was short and plump; dark 

hair; dark, mischievous eyes; a fair complexion; small features; 

quiet manners, and a sensual _ensemble_. I do not know what her 

father was. He was dead, her mother kept a university lodging 

house. She spoke and behaved like a lady. She dressed quietly; 

was absolutely unmercenary; her intelligence--i.e., her 

intellectual calibre--was not great. Her master-passion was one 

thing. The first evening I walked out with her she put her hand 

down on my penis, before I had even kissed her, and proposed 

intercourse. I was surprised, almost embarrassed; she herself led 

me to a wall, and standing up made me do it. 

 

"Next day we went away for the day together. I may say she was 

_always_ ready and never satisfied. She was sensual rather than 

sentimental. She was ready to shower her favors anywhere and to 

anyone. My feelings toward her soon became affectionate and 

sentimental, and then passionate. I thought of nothing else all 

day long; wrote her long letters daily; simply lived to see her. 

 

"I found she was engaged to be married. Her _fiance_, a 

schoolmaster, himself used to have intercourse with her, but he 

had taken a religious turn and thought it was wicked to do it 

until they married. I had intercourse with her on every possible 

occasion: in private rooms at hotels, in railway carriages, in a 

field, against a wall, and--when the holidays came--she stayed a 

night with me in London. She had apparently no fear of getting in 

the family way, and never used any precaution. Sensual as she 

was, she did not show her feelings by outward demonstration. 

 

"On one occasion she proposed _fellatio_. She said she had done 

it to her _fiance_ and liked it. This is the only case I have 

known of a woman wishing to do it for the love of it. 

 

"The emotional tension on my nerves--the continual jealousy I was 

in, the knowledge that before long she would marry and we must 

part--eventually caused me to get ill. She never told me she 

loved me more than any other man; yet, owing to my importunity, 

she saw much more of me than anyone else. It came to the ears of 


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