Memoirs of Fanny Hill: A New and Genuine Edition from the Original Text (London, 1749)Cleland, John
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Memoirs of Fanny Hill: A New and Genuine Edition from the Original Text (London, 1749)
Cleland, John
England -- Fiction; Erotic fiction; Prostitutes -- Fiction
all the usual train of toying, kissing, and the like, ended at length
in the liquid proof on both sides, that we had not exhausted, or at
less were quickly recruited of last night’s draughts of pleasure in us.
With this noble and agreeable youth lived I in perfect joy and
constancy. He was full bent on keeping me to himself, for the
honey-month at least; but his stay in London was not even so long, his
father, who had a post in Ireland, taking him abruptly with him, on his
repairing thither. Yet even then I was near keeping hold of his
affection and person, as he had proposed, and I had consented to follow
him in order to go to Ireland after him, as soon as he could be settled
there; but meeting with an agreeable and advantageous match in that
kingdom, he chose the wiser part, and forebore sending for me, but at
the same time took care that I should receive a very magnificent
present, which did not however compensate for all my deep regret on my
loss of him.
This event also created a chasm in our little society, which Mrs. Cole,
on the foot of her usual caution, was in no haste to fill up; but then
it redoubled her attention to procure me, in the advantages of a
traffic for a counterfeit maidenhead, some consolation for the sort of
widowhood I had been left in; and this was a scheme she had never lost
prospect of, and only waited for a proper person to bring it to bear
with.
But I was, it seems, fated to be my own caterer in this, as I had been
in my first trial of the market.
I had now passed near a month in the enjoyment of all the pleasures of
familiarity and society with my companions, whose particular favourites
(the baronet excepted, who soon after took Harriet home) had all, on
the terms of community established in the house, solicited the
gratification of their taste for variety in my embraces; but I had with
the utmost art and address, on various pretexts, eluded their pursuit,
without giving them cause to complain; and this reserve I used neither
out of dislike of them, nor disgust of the thing, but my true reason
was my attachment to my own, and my tenderness of invading the choice
of my companions, who outwardly exempt, as they seemed, from jealousy,
could not but in secret like me the better for the regard I had for,
without making a merit of it to them. Thus easy, and beloved by the
whole family, did I get on; when one day, that, about five in the
afternoon, I stepped over to a fruit shop in Covent Garden, to pick
some table fruit for myself and the young women, I met with the
following adventure.
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