Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 13: Holland and Germany by Giacomo Casanova
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"I really can't say, for, not being her husband, I never had an
opportunity of investigating the matter." "Your discretion is worthy of all praise," she said, with a smile, "such conduct becomes a man of delicate feeling." "I was told by her nurse that she was perfect in all respects, and that no mote or blemish relieved the pure whiteness of her skin." "You must have a different notion of me?" "Yes, Esther, as the oracle revealed to me the great secret you desired to know. Nevertheless, I should find you perfect in all your parts." Hereupon I was guilty of a stupidity which turned to my confusion. I said, "If I became your husband, I could easily refrain from touching you there." "I suppose you think," said she, blushing, and evidently a little vexed, "that if you touched it your desires might be lessened?" This question probed me to the core and covered me with shame. I burst into tears, and begged her pardon in so truly repentant a voice that sympathy made her mingle her tears with mine. The incident only increased our intimacy, for, as I kissed her tears away, the same desires consumed us, and if the voice of prudence had not intervened, doubtless all would have been over. As it was, we had but a foretaste and an earnest of that bliss which it was in our power to procure. Three hours seemed to us as |
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