Tom went down, whilst Louisa and I improved his absence; and it is needless to say, he succeeded to his utmost wishes. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book). It was in such imaginary scenes of every sort of lust and libidinous excitement that we revelled, until they maddened us to excesses beyond my strength, although Louisa remained as lustful as ever, and I was fain to substitute gamahuching for fucking. The father generally resided at a very pretty country house with extensive grounds not far from Rouen. Since then dear Louisa has devoted several days to ourselves, as well as three or four to Tom. ‘It excited me beyond measure, my darling girl; I even entered so much into your idea that I fancied myself indeed your brother, and the thought that I was committing incest added to the raging lust your idea already raised.’
She laughed in a peculiar way, which afterwards she explained to me.
