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before me, sucking my prick.
         “We both laughed about it afterwards, especially when I asked him if he thought her ladyship would not like a dose from the same bottle?
         “On one occasion five of us went with one gentleman and acted with him or with one another for him to see, every kind of buggery, frigging and gamahuching. It was a luscious scene, just such as you will see to-night, my dear,” he said, squeezing my stiff prick outside my trousers. “But wait ‘till then; don’t let my talk make you randy,” he continued.
         “That gentleman was a clergyman, and one of the most liberal friends I ever had.”
         “Young fellows are quite as much after us as older men. I have often been fucked by young gentlemen of seventeen or eighteen, and at Windsor lets of the Eton boys come after us.
         “I know two men in The Blues who are regularly kept by gentlemen, and one has an allowance of two hundred a year for allowing himself to be sucked.
         “There are lots of houses in London for it. I will give you a list some day, where only soldiers are received, and where gentlemen can sleep with them. The best known is now closed. It was the tobacconist’s shop next door to Albany Street Barracks, in Regent’s Park, and it was kept by a Mrs. Truman. The old lady would receive orders from gentlemen, and then-let us know. That is all over now, but there are still six houses in London that I know of. Inslip’s Club, however, pays me best, so I am very little known elsewhere at present.”
         He never allowed the conversation to flag all the evening and rattled on in the same style ‘till nearly ten o’clock; and I think by the time we put on our hats to go to the club he had fairly told me all he knew, and considerably opened my eyes as to how the sin of Sodom was regularly practised in the Modern Babylon.
         Mr. Inslip always opened the door himself, and at once ushered us into a small dressing-room, where we left our hats and our impediments, and under Fred’s directions I assumed a charming female costume. He acted as lady’s maid, fitted my bust with a pair of false bubbies, frizzed my hair with curling irons, and fixed me up by adding a profusion of false plaits behind.
         Then he also dressed himself as a girl, and when we both looked in the glass preparatory to going to join the company, we appeared so pretty and feminine that I clasped him to my breast and imprinted hot burning kisses on his lips, whilst my hands groped under his clothes, and up his drawers, ‘till I had hold of a splendid stiff prick. His eyes fairly shot fire as he returned my ardent kisses for a moment or two, and then suddenly wrenched himself away, with the observation that we must not make fools of ourselves. We could have plenty of that sort of thing some other time.
         He had evidently heard Inslip’s footstep, for that worthy man appeared almost in a moment to ask how much longer we should be. He complimented us upon being two such pretty girls, and then said. “For this evening, Fred, your name is Isabel, and yours, Mr. Saul, is to be Eveline.”
         “Gentlemen,” he said, as he ushered us into a fine large drawing-room, “these are the Misses Isabel and Eveline I had promised should be here to meet you this evening.”
         All rose as we entered, there were ten gentlemen and eight ladies waiting to receive us. It was a splendid apartment fitted up with mirrors all over the walls, whilst the windows were firmly closed and shuttered, besides the thick curtains which were drawn across them. Here and there were recesses filled by luxurious couches, before each of which stood a small table covered with the most exhilarating refreshments.
         Two elderly gentlemen advanced and conducted us to seats.
         Presently some one sat down to a piano and struck up a quadrille, and in a few moments we were going through the fascinating