absence I masturbated by getting her slipper and pressing it with all my strength against the penis while imagining that she was treading upon me.  The pleasure was, of course, very inferior to her attentions.  There was never at any time between us any question of normal sexual intercourse, and we were both well content to let things drift as they were.

“A little after 20 I went abroad, and on my return about three years later I found her married.  Although we met often, the subject was never alluded to, though we remained firm friends.  I confess I often, when I could do so without being seen, looked longingly at her feet and would have gladly accepted the pleasure she could have given me by an occasional resumption of our strange practice—­but it never came.

“I went abroad again, and now neither she nor her husband are alive and leave no issue.  From time to time I have had occasional relations with prostitutes, but always in this manner, though I much prefer to find some lady of or above my own social position who will do the treading for me.  This is, however, interestingly difficult.

“Out of say a hundred women (which at home and abroad is what I should estimate must have stood upon my body) I should say quite 80 or 85 were not prostitutes.  Certainly not more than 10 to 12 shared any sexual excitement, but while they were evidently excited they were not gratified.  A. alone, so far as I know, had complete sexual satisfaction of it.  I have never asked a woman in so many words to tread upon me for the purpose of gratifying my sexual desires (prostitutes excepted), but have always tempted them to do it in a jocular or teasing manner, and it is very doubtful if more than a few (married) women really understood, even after they had given me the extreme pleasure, that they had done so, because any flushing and movement on my part under their feet was not unnaturally put down to the trampling to which they were subjecting me, and it was easy for me to guide the foot as often as was necessary on to the penis till orgasm took place, and even to keep it there by laying hold of the other one to kiss it or on some other pretext during emission.  Of course many understood after once doing it (most have done it only once) what I was at, and, although they did not ever discuss it nor did I, they were not unwilling to give me as many treadings as I cared to playfully suggest.  I don’t think they got any pleasure sexually out of it themselves, though they could see plainly that I did, and they did not object to give it me.  I have spent as long as twelve months with some women working gradually nearer and nearer to my desire—­often getting what I want in the end, but more often failing.  I never risk it till I am certain it would be safe to ask it, and have never had a serious rebuff.  In very many cases I should say the doing of what I want has simply been regarded by the woman as