Yearnings

My erotic edu­ca­tion began when I was thir­teen and my lovely and pre­co­cious cousin in­tro­duced me to the for­bid­den de­lights of car­nal love ... .

By the time I was forty, I knew I was destined to be an in­sa­ti­able roue, a ver­it­able ras­cal who would seek out strange girls-and al­ways young girls-no mat­ter where. My throb­bing en­gine had no con­science, and even at the mo­ment of my greatest sexual sat­is­fac­tion and ex­haus­tion, my yearn­ings con­tin­ued, ex­pan­ded, reached out for more and more and more.…

It was only nat­ural, then, that I should even­tu­ally be­gin to think of my own daugh­ter in a sexual way ... !