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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

"When she was out walking with me one day T.D.'s name came up and 

she said in a slightly altered voice: 'He told me he loved me!' 

It was a word seldom used by her except in jest. I threw a 

startled look at her and caught an inquisitive and apologetic 

look in return, such a strange and touching glance that I saw I 

had not yet understood her,--there was an enigma somewhere. When, 

bit by bit, she told me her life, I understood, or thought I 

understood, that strange childlike glance in this young woman 

steeped to her eyes in sin. No one had ever made love to her or 

spoken to her of love in her life. 

 

"It had commenced at school. She must have been a particularly 

fine and handsome girl, judging from her photographs. She had 

seen boys playing with girls' privates under the form and felt 

jealous that they did not play with her's. She had no mother to 

look after her and she soon found plenty of boys to play with 

her, and young men, too, as she grew older. She took it as she 

took her meals. She had been really fond of her child's father, 

but as he had shown no tenderness for her, nothing but a craving 

for sensual gratification, she would rather have died than let 

him know. She soon tired of her attachments, she told me. She did 

not like T.D. He was not the complacent husband; he was spirited 

enough, but he believed everything she told him. One day he came 

home unexpectedly when we were together on the bare palliass in 

her room. It was a critical moment when his knocks were heard, 

and in the hurry and excitement some moisture was left on the 

bed. The knocks became louder, but she was calmer than I, and 

bade me run down to the closet. I could hear her cheerful and 

chaffing voice greeting him. When I walked in back to my own room 

she called out: 'Here's T. home!' I learned afterward that he had 

been surly and suspicious, and had seen the moisture on the bed, 

and asked about it, whereupon she had turned the tables upon him 

completely; he ought to be ashamed of himself; she knew what he 

meant by his insinuations; if he must know how that moisture come 

on the bed, why she put the soap there in a hurry to catch a 

flea. He believed her and brought her a present next day in 

atonement for his suspicions. 

 

"During her monthly periods, when I could not touch her, she 

would come in and play with me until emissions occurred, and my 

feelings had become so perverted that I even preferred this to 

coitus. The orgasm would occur twice in her to once in me, and 

though her eyes were rather hard and her mouth too, she always 

looked well and cheerful, while I was gloomy and depressed. In 

her side, however, was a hard lump, which pained her at times, 

and which, doubtless, was waiting its time.... 

 

"One day I felt so low in health that I proposed to T.D. that we 


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