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
This Mrs. Cole could not well acquaint me with, in any expectation of
my offering for service: for, sufficiently easy as I was in my
circumstances, it must have been the temptation of an immense interest
indeed, that could have induced me to embrace such a job, neither had I
ever expressed, nor indeed, felt the least impulse or curiosity to know
more of a taste, that promised so much more pain than pleasure to those
that stood in no need of such violent goads: what then should move me
to subscribe myself voluntarily to a party of pain, foreknowing it
such? Why, to tell the plain truth, it was a sudden caprice, a gust of
fancy for trying a new experiment, mixed with the vanity of approving
my personal courage to Mrs. Cole, that determined me, at all risks, to
propose myself to her and relieve her from any further look-out.
Accordingly, I at once pleased and surprised her, with a frank and
unreserved tender of my person to her and her friend’s absolute
disposal on this occasion.
My good temporal mother was, however, so kind as to use all the
arguments she could imagine to dissuade me: but, as I found they only
turned on a motive of tenderness to me, I persisted in my resolution,
and thereby acquitted my offer of any suspicion of its not having been
sincerely made, or out of compliment only. Acquiescing then thankfully
in it, Mrs. Cole assured me “that bating the pain I should be put to,
she had no scruple to engage me to this party, which she assured me I
should be liberally paid for, and which, the secrecy of the transaction
preserved safe from the ridicule that otherwise vulgarly attended it;
that for her part, she considered pleasure, of one sort or other, as
the universal port of destination, and every wind that blew thither a
good one, provided it blew nobody any harm; that she rather
compassionated, than blamed those unhappy persons, who are under a
subjection they cannot shake off, to those arbitrary tastes that rule
their appetites of pleasures with an unaccountable control: tastes too,
as infinitely diversified, as superior to, and independent of all
reasoning as the different relishes or palates of mankind in their
viands, some delicate stomach nauseating plain meats, and finding no
savour but in highseasoned, luxurious dishes, whilst others again pique
themselves upon detesting them.”
I stood now in no need of this preamble of encouragement, or
justification: my word was given, and I was determined to fulfill my
engagements. Accordingly the night was set, and I had all the necessary
previous instructions how to act and conduct myself. The dining room
was duly prepared and lighted up, and the young gentleman posted there
in waiting, for my introduction to him.
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