CHAPTER XIII.
Fred on flat-fucking.—In town with Laura.—Back at the
school.—Pictures for young ladies.—Fred's ankle.—Mrs.
Maria's weakness.—To London alone.—Laura and Mabel.—Three
in a bed.—A risky poke.—Groping for the pot.—Nearly
caught.—Fred joins us.
When I awakened on Sunday, I thought I had been dreaming, the images of a dozen and more modest naked women passed through my brain. I could think of nothing else, waited at the gate to see the young ladies go off to church, and followed at a distance, walking with Mrs. Maria. I tried to guess from the backs of the ladies which was which, every now and then looked at Mrs. Maria, thinking of the hirsute charms of her cunt and arm-pits. At church in an old-fashioned square pew, I could see many of the young ladies' faces, and looked at
