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Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 24: Who should come in but the venerable mother Abbess herself!at abbess, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 24: Who should come in but the venerable mother Abbess herself! Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 121: He vouchsafed to play the male-Abigail on the occasion, and spar’d me the confusion that would have attended the forwardness of undressing myself.at abigail, n.1
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 26: She [...] unbuttons his breeches, and removing his shirt, draws out his affair, so shrunk and diminish’d.at affair, n.1
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 39: My petty-coats and shift were soon taken up, and their stronger center of attraction soon laid open.at centre of attraction, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 82: I guided officiously with my hand, this furious battering-ram, whose ruby head presented nearest the resemblance of a heart. [Ibid.] 163: Louisa [...] directed faithfully the point of the battering piece.at battering piece, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 122: The figure I made, which my friend gallantly protested, infinitely outshone all other birth-day finery.at birthday suit, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 84: He never gave me the least reason to complain [...] of his indisretion in blabing.at blab, v.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 68: This Blouze had left her place in the country for a bastard.at blowse, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 49: As knowing as she was of the town, as hackney’d as she was in buffing through all the dangers of her vocation.at buff, v.1
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 233: [...] going over every part of me, neck, breast, belly, thighs, and all the sweet et cetera, so dear to the imagination.at et-caetera, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 49: He went on to talk of [...] Indictments for keeping a disorderly house, Pillory, Carting, and the whole process of that nature.at cart, v.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 215: Your surprize that one of my blood and relish of life, should count a gallant of threescore such a catch.at catch, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 115: At the bottom of the smoothest, roundest belly, by that central furrow which nature had sunk there.at central furrow, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 118: He gave us rather a glimpse than a view of that soft narrow chink, running its little length downwards, and hiding the remains of it between her thighs.at chink, n.2
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 12: Oh! let me view the small, dear, tender cleft! [Ibid.] 30: Her thighs were spread to their utmost extension, and discovered between them, the mark of their sex, the red-center’d cleft of flesh.at cleft (of flesh), n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 68: Coming out with his drawn weapon, [he] stuck it in the cloven spot.at cloven spot (n.) under cloven, adj.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 163: She [...] laid open all the outward prospect of the treasury of love: the rose-lipt ouverture presenting the cock-pit so fair.at cock pit (n.) under cock, n.3
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 49: Their cook’d up story had not, it is probable, pass’d so smoothly.at cook up, v.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 128: There is, in short, in the men, once they are caught, by the eye specially, a kind of cullibility, that their lordly wisdom little dreams of.at cullibility, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 19: The old b—h might look out for another cully [...] he would not be fool’d so by e’er a country mock-modesty.at cully, n.1
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 207: We were well under way, with a fair wind up channel, and full-freighted; nor indeed were we long before we finished our trip to Cythera, and unloaded in the old haven.at Cyprian, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 10: Mrs. Brown did not care that I should be seen or talk’d to by any, either of her customers, or her Does, (as they call’d the girls provided for them).at doe, n.1
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 82: That delicate glutton, my neither-mouth, as full as it could hold, kept palating, with exquisite relish, the morsel that so deliciously ingorg’d it.at dumb glutton, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 154: He took her really for what she appear’d to be, a smock-fac’d boy.at smock-faced, adj.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 113: He led her to the couch, ‘nothing loth,’ on which he gave her the fall; and extended her at length.at give someone a fall (v.) under fall, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 73: I guided gently with my hand, this furious fescue, to where my young novice was now to be taught his first lesson of pleasure.at fescue, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 8: I had been chear’d up, and entertain’d by the way with the most plausible flams.at flam, n.1
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 165: Mad, and wild, like an over-driven steer, he ploughs up the tender furrow.at furrow, n.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 165: Louisa [...] kept him company, going off, in consent, with the old symptoms; a delicious delirium, a tremulous convulsive shudder, and the critical dying oh!at go off, v.
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1985) 83: Finding myself on the point of going, and loath to leave the tender partner of my joys behind, I employ’d all the forwarding motions and arts [...] to promote his keeping me company to our journey’s end.at go, v.
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