CHAPTER 12"Ah, Therese!" he exclaimed one day, full of enthusiasm, "ifonly you knew this fantasy's charms, if only you could understandwhat one experiences from the sweet illusion of being no more thana woman! incredible inconsistency I one abhors that s*x, yet onewishes to imitate it! Ah! how sweet it is to succeed, Therese, howdelicious it is to be a slut to everyone who would have to do withyou and carrying delirium and p**********n to their ultimateperiod, successively, in the very same day, to be the mistress of aporter, a marquis, a valet, a friar, to be the beloved of each oneafter the other, caressed, envied, menaced, beaten, sometimesvictorious in their arms, sometimes a victim and at their feet,melting them with caresses, reanimating them with excesses.... Ohno, Therese, you do n
