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know why men are so overbearing! But he’s lovely, REALLY.
Like another being! A bit terrifying! But lovely really! And
he comes to ME!—’ She caught her lower lip between her
teeth, in fear and excitement.
The man looked down in silence at the tense phallos, that
did not change.—’Ay!’ he said at last, in a little voice. ‘Ay ma
lad! tha’re theer right enough. Yi, tha mun rear thy head!
Theer on thy own, eh? an’ ta’es no count O’ nob’dy! Tha
ma’es nowt O’ me, John Thomas. Art boss? of me? Eh well,
tha’re more cocky than me, an’ tha says less. John Thom-
as! Dost want HER? Dost want my lady Jane? Tha’s dipped
me in again, tha hast. Ay, an’ tha comes up smilin’.—Ax ‘er
then! Ax lady Jane! Say: Lift up your heads, O ye gates, that
the king of glory may come in. Ay, th’ cheek on thee! Cunt,
that’s what tha’re after. Tell lady Jane tha wants cunt. John
Thomas, an’ th’ cunt O’ lady Jane!—’
’Oh, don’t tease him,’ said Connie, crawling on her knees
on the bed towards him and putting her arms round his
white slender loins, and drawing him to her so that her
hanging, swinging breasts touched the tip of the stirring,
erect phallos, and caught the drop of moisture. She held the
man fast.
’Lie down!’ he said. ‘Lie down! Let me come!’ He was in
a hurry now.
And afterwards, when they had been quite still, the wom-
an had to uncover the man again, to look at the mystery of
the phallos.
’And now he’s tiny, and soft like a little bud of life!’ she
said, taking the soft small penis in her hand. ‘Isn’t he some-

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