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All About Our World

Return to Venice
Jacques Casanova

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when you know that my maid has left me, come to me through my
husband's room." 

I did not fail to follow her instructions to the letter, and we found
ourselves alone with five hours before us.  It was the month of June,
and the heat was intense.  She had gone to bed; I folded her in my
arms, she pressed me to her bosom, but, condemning herself to the
most cruel torture, she thought I had no right to complain, if I was
subjected to the same privation which she imposed upon herself.  My
remonstrances, my prayers, my entreaties were of no avail. 

"Love," she said, "must be kept in check with a tight hand, and we
can laugh at him, since, in spite of the tyranny which we force him
to obey, we succeed all the same in gratifying our desires." 

After the first ecstacy, our eyes and lips unclosed together, and a
little apart from each other we take delight in seeing the mutual
satisfaction beaming on our features. 

Our desires revive; she casts a look upon my state of innocence

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