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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

to come in for something in a chest of drawers there. "Why don't 

you open the door, A.? Who have you got there? Hasn't that fellow 

gone?" A. was confused and told me to get under the bed, but I 

refused, and she covered me up with the bed clothes as well as 

she could and opened the door. She had hid my clothes, but missed 

one of my shoes, and her mother saw it. "Oh, A.," was all she 

said; "you've got that fellow in bed," and went out crying. 

"Well, Fred" (my stage name), "you've got me into a nice row," A. 

said. She gave me my breakfast in the morning and I walked out of 

the front door without being molested. Another night I entered 

her window by a ladder and stayed all night. In the middle of the 

night E. came home drunk. She would not let him in and told him 

she would have nothing more to do with him. He attempted to break 

in the door, when A. called to me, and hearing a man in the room 

he went away, saying, as he went downstairs: "Oh, A.! Oh, A.!" 

as if he thought she would not have done such a thing. He never 

molested us after that night. 

 

I think it was my intention, at first, to break off with A. 

gradually. I found, however, I could not keep away from her, and 

it commenced to be evident to me that a bachelor's life in 

lodgings again would be dreary and lonely. And all this time the 

fear that I had offended God troubled me more than I have said, 

and it occurred to me (there may have been a touch of sophistry 

in this, or not) that if I were a true husband to her for the 

future--stuck to her and worked for her for the rest of my 

days--perhaps it would find favor in God's sight and be an 

atonement for my sin. Had she been free I would have married her, 

I believe. But she began to be harassed by her mother and 

bothered about my incessantly coming there and staying all night. 

It ended in my telling her I would be a husband to her, and she 

came and lived with me at my lodgings. We had one room and our 

meals cost us sixpence each. Cheap as it was, it was a struggle 

for me to earn money at all. I remember feeling ill and anxious 

once, and sustaining myself by the thought of my father wheeling 

the heavy truck up the street when he married my mother. And I 

decided to wheel my truck, too. 

 

A. seemed happy and her love increased, if possible; at first, 

though, she must have found me a trying lover, for I made her 

kneel and pray with me two or three times a day, which she did 

with such a queer expression of face. Sometimes her feelings got 

the better of her, and she would say: "Oh, damn it, Fred, you are 

always praying." And then I would be shocked and she would be 

sorry.... Coitus was frequent; she commenced to like it now.... 

 

A. was not looking well one evening when she came in, and lay 

down on the bed. Presently she commenced to make a strange noise, 

and I saw her eyes were closed and her hands clenched. "Ah," said 

the landlady, who came in to help me; "she has epileptic fits." 

When her convulsions were over she looked blankly at us, knitting 

her brows and evidently puzzling her poor brain to remember who 


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