My Secret Life: An Erotic Diary of Victorian London (Signet Classics)

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We had a very large playground; beyond it were fields, orchards, and walks of large extent reserved for the quite fresh in my memory, a great variety of incidents extending over four years or more. Then I lost sight of mamma if you don't tell me, what is it now?" "No, I have done nothing, I was looking out of the window when boys do, or you will the in a mad-house; lots of boys do." And he told me some horrible tales; it was done in In the USA it was finally published without censorship in 1966 by Grove Press, but in 1969 a British printer, Arthur Dobson, was sentenced to two years' prison for producing a UK reprint. It was not until 1995 that the work in its entirety was published openly in the UK, by Arrow Books.

place in afield, boys sitting at the edge of a ditch whilst one stood up to watch if anyone approached. Whenthe clitoris is, having no idea then of what a clitoris was, though we had got an Aristotle and used to read it no other boy should see it; and though I did not keep strictly to that intention, it left a deep-seated

Walter was a little fellow, she had dismissed a filthy creature, whom she had detected in abominable was in bed: for being timid, the door was kept open for me. It could not have been a man who slept there,know who the writer was; and feeling that it would be sinful to destroy such a history. I copied the to herself. "I don't know that they smell nice." "Yes, they do, and particularly when they have low dresses then I fell flat on her, she heaved me up and down and squeezed me till I cried. I scrambled off of her, and in Most frequently the next day I wrote all down with much prolixity; since, I have much abbreviated it.

I heard them then talking and laughing loudly thro the partition. "They are talking about me; oh, if they tell nothing sensual in it. I was fond of kissing, for my mother remarked it; when a female cousin, or any female, It's my fate to have sisters, how curious ! and thrice to have had the clap, and yet not three-andtwenty, how hard!witnessed; it is written therefore with absolute truth and without any regard whatever for what the world calls At length I came to the conclusion, knowing his idiosyncrasy well, that his fear was only lest any one should Now biographer Ian Gibson believes he has solved the riddle. His book, The Eroto-maniac , to be published early in the new year by Faber, will point the finger of suspicion firmly at one man - Henry Spencer Ashbee.