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PREFACE
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-1.1
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-1.2
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-2.1
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-2.2
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-2.3
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-2.4
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-2.5
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-3.1
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-3.2
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-3.3
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-3.4
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-3.5
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-4.1
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-4.2
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-4.3
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-5.1
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-5.2
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-5.3
EROTIC SYMBOLISM-6
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-1.1
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-1.2
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-1.3
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-1.4
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-2.1
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-2.2
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-2.3
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-2.4
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-3.1
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-3.2
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-4.1
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-4.2
THE MECHANISM OF DETUMESCENCE-4.3
THE PSYCHIC STATE IN PREGNANCY-1
THE PSYCHIC STATE IN PREGNANCY-2
THE PSYCHIC STATE IN PREGNANCY-3
THE PSYCHIC STATE IN PREGNANCY-4
HISTORIES OF SEXUAL DEVELOPMENT HISTORY-1.1
HISTORIES OF SEXUAL DEVELOPMENT HISTORY-1.2
HISTORIES OF SEXUAL DEVELOPMENT HISTORY-2.1
HISTORIES OF SEXUAL DEVELOPMENT HISTORY-2.2
HISTORIES OF SEXUAL DEVELOPMENT HISTORY-3-4
HISTORIES OF SEXUAL DEVELOPMENT HISTORY-5.1
HISTORIES OF SEXUAL DEVELOPMENT HISTORY-5.2
INDEX OF AUTHORS

interested in her legs as she rose in the air. (When I was 13 

years old and see-sawing at a picnic with a stout girl, the 

motion of the board and the sight of her straddled form filled me 

with longing to embrace her sexually.) One afternoon M. took me 

to the house of an acquaintance of hers. M's brother was in the 

room and made a number of unremembered remarks which struck me as 

being rather "free," and M. told me later that she and the girl 

once dressed as ballet dancers and danced before M.'s brother. I 

felt that he was lascivious. I was always remarkably intuitive. 

 

I fell in love with a handsome, stout, black-haired boy who lived 

on a farm; but he was not a "farmer's son" in the common sense of 

the word. I visited him for two or three days, and we slept with 

each other, to my boundless joy. For his freckled girl cousin I 

did not care the turn of my wrist, although she was a nice enough 

little thing. One night when we three lay on a bed in the dark, 

and neither of us boys had eyes or words for her, she silently 

left us. He and I never committed the slightest sexual fault. I 

left him with tears at the summer-end, and I often kissed his 

photograph during the following winter. 

 

In the flat-house where I began to live when I was 8 years old, I 

once practiced mutual tickling of a very slight character with a 

boy of my own age. We sat on chairs placed opposite to each other 

and we inserted our fingers through the openings in our trousers. 

Just as we were beginning to enjoy the titillation we were 

interrupted by the approach of one of my family who, however, was 

not quick enough to discover us. Down cellar I often saw the 

genitals of the janitor's little girls--they were fond of lifting 

their skirts and they did not wear drawers--but I had no desire 

to attempt conjunction. I once caught an older friend of mine (he 

was 13) in the act of leaving one of the girls. The pair had been 

in a coal-compartment. The boy was buttoning his trousers and I 

guessed what he had been doing. When I began to sleep alone in my 

tenth year I had no desire to masturbate, and was loath to do so 

by reason of ample warnings given me by my guardian and by the 

family physician. One afternoon a stunted friend of mine sat down 

in the back yard and astonished me by tying a piece of string to 

his penis. At a large private school which I now attended I made 

the acquaintance of the principal's son, and wondered why he had 

such a fancy for dressing his 5-year-old sister in boy's clothes. 

He closed the door on me while he was thus engaged. At my house 

we went to the bath-room together, and he showed me his 

circumcised and much-ridged penis. Neither of us made any mention 

of masturbating. 

 

At this period I fell slightly in love with a 5-year-old boy with 

intensely black eyes. I would kiss him whenever we were alone, 

but I had no wish to seduce him. I was always interested in 

watching the urination of younger children. When I was 5 years 

old I went on my knees to a strange little boy in order to 

whisper in his ear an inquiry as to whether he wanted to urinate. 


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