In some vague, indefinite way I had expected women who did what these were reputed to do, to look different from others. I wondered uneasily whether maybe after all, I had been misinformed or had mistaken the address. As I glanced doubtfully from one to another of them, my eyes came to rest on a well proportioned dark complexioned damsel whose appearance was in some way suggestive of French nationality. Her plump thighs and legs stood out in seductive relief under the edge of a short pink camisole, so transparent that the profusion of jet black curls on her mons veneris was plainly visible. When she perceived that my attention was fixed on her, she came over, seated herself confidently on my knee and with her arm around my neck, murmured the customary formula:

"Let's you and I go to a room, dearie!"

Time was precious, there was no reason for delaying things and as I had already decided on her in my mind, I accepted the invitation, and she led me to her room. The dramatic moment had arrived. Thrusting my hand in my pocket I extracted all the money I had in my possession, two pounds and a few shillings in excess. Surrendering the entire sum, I screwed up my courage and said in a low voice:

"Will you do it to me the "french" way? "Sure, HI 'french' you, dearie!"

The suspense was over. But while it lasted a misfortune had overtaken me. Exactly as years previously on the threshold of being initiated by the golden haired Httle Flora, embarrassment and nervousness vanquished virility at a critical moment, and I now sensed the calamitous fact that my cock was hanging down in inert and lifeless dejection. The perception of this disaster brought a flush to my cheeks, and I would gladly have retired had I been able to think of some pretext ^to excuse my flight.

The girl, unconscious of my embarrassment, was already engaged in preliminary preparations, and was chatting away in an amible fash-

ion f but I was too engrossed with my own preoccupations to hardly know what she was saying.