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… eventually refused to speak to Andrew at all. It was the night of a big dinner ashore and Monty Le W... had gone up to a little sitting-room which was next [to the] billiard-room, to wait for the Captain. Unperceived Andrew had followed him and was now lurking behind the heavy curtain that hung over the door ; he listened to the boys mut- tered soliloquy, disturbed only by the noisier laughter and curses of the billiard-room. Spelton was long-damned long-coming ; no doubt of that. And Montys desires were getting less controllable every minut…
1904 · PDF PAGE 81
THE NEEDS OF THE NAVY The air of the room was quite sweet and heavy with the savour of forbidden kisses ; a faint moist sense of sweat steamed up in the twilight, and there was a sound of breath that did not dare to breathe, of sighs choked by fear. The midship- mans head silently turned round and his tongue pushed languidly forward to touch the lips of the lieutenant. A sound in the next room ; both trem- bled violently, sprang from the sofa where they had been lying and hastily arranged the disorder their passion had made necessary. The midd…
1904 · PDF PAGE 93
…stand When his fair mistress had to go, And he repaired to wash his balls Before he paid his social calls. But Nemesis ! The drawing-room Is not the place for exhibition Of that which satisfies the womb. At last involuntary emission [93]
1904 · PDF PAGE 137
…his blessing ! But his wife whispered Hush ! You silly old ass ! Its only our Mary confessing ! Her fathers curate entered her room With the fixed intention of fucking her ; But she went Pss-boom-whz-brr-pss-boom In spite of the corks she had stuck in her. With her virgin cunt he lustily grapples, For she saucily, randily beckoned ; But she had to let go, and his rotten apples Were washed away in a second. She angrily wired for Sir Walter Blunt Come ; bring down your scalpel and skewer, And give me cunt that is cunt For a cunt that …
1904 · PDF PAGE 60
… ring ; Was filtered in her funnel, And goose-and-ducked her thing. I split her rump, and vaulted The star above her garter ; Her strong-room I assaulted, And occupied her farter. From which you all may gather That it will not be long Before I am a father . . . And that is all my song. There ! Let me alone now, and I will continue the Archbishops recital. How was it that days so sweet must pass ? Oh Jimson ! Oh divine maestro and thy Opera Or- ange Pekoe ! To this hour the lust of thy dear shit-sewer sends the creamy essence of immortal- i…
1904 · PDF PAGE 51
…s old woman if ever there was one ! A very gobble- prick ! A brimstone bunter ! But come ! You shall see them. We strolled into the next room, where the grey- haired old foreskin-hunter was in the very act of swallowing the large and luscious semolina pud- ding that trickled from the recently frigged whore- pipe of her nephew. Two active boys were engaged in stuffing her lucky-bag with current numbers of the Daily M..., as I observed with satisfaction, guessing at last the secret of our enormous circulation. When the supply of these was done, t…
1904 · PDF PAGE 87
[87] wretch ! To tell me about travail and labour and that rubbish-besides, a really nice God would keep his smoking-room jokes to himself another time. And the brute never made love either. Ill be even with him one day. I do wish this hole wouldnt itch. Rubbings no good-oh ! Its better when I rub hard. There ! Its started again now Ive left off. Ill rub harder this time. Ah ! Adam ! Adam ! Ha ! I thought I was with Adam Oh, how lovely ! And she gave a delicious little sigh. Pardon this intrusion, Duchess, pray said a new voice…
1904 · PDF PAGE 26
…inement, I determined to stroll into the street. Not far had I gone before my attention was attracted by a small galvanized iron mission room. To my surprise, the door was ajar, and from the pulpit I heard the well known tones of a Salvation Army preacher crying Whoso- ever will may come ! In the centre of the hall I saw that the forms had been removed and replaced my mat- tresses ; upon these lay my many friends in the village. I noticed Alec and Ada, Bertie and Bobine, Charles, Clara, Dick, Dora, Edward, Ethel, Frank, Fanny, George, Ger…
1904 · PDF PAGE 13
…r, once he rose from his chair, then what a silence fell ! Frozen with the icy contempt of the assembly, the wretch would slink down the room with a scared grin on his face, and not until he had faced that cruel ordeal, more terrible (even to a callous fool) than an actual whipping would have been, not until the door had closed behind him would the silence break as someone exclaimed My God, what a worm ! and led the conversation to some more savoury subject. On the other hand, there was B . . . , a popular painter, upon whom the whole Dog p…
1904 · PDF PAGE 36
… the tow-wow relaxed its agonizing pres- sure, and in one rush of boiling tapioca pudding I emptied my eighty odd pounds into her cloak- room, drowning three innocent old gentlemen, and the maid who looked after their hats and sticks. It was too much for her capacity : the internal pres- sure of so much liquor neutralized that of her now wearied India-rubber-plant, and I was able at lei- sure to achieve the fourteen fucks and a dry-bob which I had originally contemplated. Amid the plaudits of the entire assembly I withdrew my dripping banana fr…
1904 · PDF PAGE 85
…vided he were also a devout Christian. He foresaw trou- ble. It came pretty quickly. Two days afterwards Clayton had to quit his lovers room in a great hurry, as heavy footsteps trod the passage. The Captain was in his dressing-gown and proved quite Arcadian beneath. He was in bed in a jiffy, and discovered heat and moisture to an extent unwar- ranted by the climate. I thought you would never come, love, sighed the charming middy, with re- sourceful tact, so Ive been whiling away the time. Im here now, said his lover, and applied hi…
1904 · PDF PAGE 11
… . s cold acumen and L . . . s superb indignation, expressed in fiery swords of speech, would drive some luck- less driveller from the room. Or at times they would hold down their victim, a bird fascinated by a snake, while they pitilessly exposed his follies to the delighted crowd. Again, a third, pompous and self-confident, would be led on by them, seemingly in full sympathy, to make an exhibition of himself, visible and hideous to all eyes but his own. L . . . , his eager face like a silver moon starting from a thundercloud, his hair, woul…
1904 · PDF PAGE 77
… to call it, tool- treacle, from doing its deadly work. The remaining space, bigger than the Caves of Kentucky, was de- voted to a cloak-room during the season, and to a universal shit-house for the wonderful collection of worms and other reptiles that she always loved to have about her. She had one tapeworm in particu- lar a fine fellow, I remember him well, he had an intellect like a Newton, and a tail like a tooth- pick whom she dearly loved. So that there was no risk of harm happening. But on this occasion [75]
1904 · PDF PAGE 16
…ld. Ready and waiting for us were hot drinks of every kind, blankets toasting before a splendid fire, a bright open bed in the luxurious room in ten minutes he had her nude and dry and warm and happy. He dismissed me queerly : I suppose I must follow, he laughed, lifting her tenderly into bed with yet another kiss. Ill tell you about it one day. So I left them. She was his mistress for more than a year perhaps is so still. It turned out that he had spent six weeks driving the poor child, whose only folly was her love for him, to suic…
1904 · PDF PAGE 12
…erubim, from the Gates of the Garden of Eden. G . . . , the famous society painter, came one night, and was literally hounded out of the room by a swift and pitiless attack on the part of D . . . and the young ethicist. A bullet-headed Yan- kee, rashly supporting him, shared the same fate, and ever after sat in solitary disgrace downstairs, like a whipped hound outside its masters door. The subject of conversation did not mat- ter. A fool reveals himself, though he talk but of greasing gimlets, in such a fierce light as beat [8]
1904 · PDF PAGE 42
…ng aside all opposition, passive though it was, for the waiting-women could not get out of the way quickly enough, there rushed into the room a dark and gigantic mass of brawn. I was torn, regardless of the ligature, from my unsavoury perch, flung, in spite of my tender years, to the floor, and with a roar like the crash of a universe in its death-pang, a vast and hairy gut-stick plunged into the yawn- ing abyss which the lobster-pot of the gluttonous Guelph offered to its raging lust. Instantly a volley of viscous baby-juice spurted from the l…