In the close of the evening, I took care to have pre-
par'd for me a warm bath of aromatick and sweet herbs; in
which having fully laved and solaced myself, I came out
voluptuously refresh'd in body and spirit.
The next morning, waking pretty early, after a night's
perfect rest and composure, it was not without some dread
and uneasiness that I thought of what innovation that ten-
der, soft system of mine might have sustained from the shock
of a machine so sized for its destruction.
Struck with this apprehension, I scarce dared to carry
my hand thither, to inform myself of the state and posture
of things.
But I was soon agreeably cur'd of my fears.
The silky hair that covered round the borders, now
smooth'd and re-pruned, had resumed its wonted curl and
trimness; the fleshy pouting lips that had stood the brunt
of the engagement, were no longer swollen or moisture-
drenched; and neither they, nor the passage into which they
opened, that suffered so great a dilatation, betray'd any
the least alteration, outward or inwardly, to the most
curious research, notwithstanding also the laxity that
naturally follows the warm bath.
This continuation of that grateful stricture which is
in us, to the men, the very jet of their pleasure, I ow'd,
it seems, to a happy habit of body, juicy, plump and fur-
nished towards the texture of those parts, with a fullness
of soft springy flesh, that yielding sufficiently, as it
does, to almost any distension soon recovers itself so as
to retighten that strict compression of its mantlings and
folds, which form the sides of the passage, wherewith it so
tenderly embraces and closely clips any foreign body intro-
duc'd into it, such as my exploring finger then was.
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