He
resisted with all his might, and a long struggle ensued, ending
in the smaller lad having his penis exposed and manipulated by
the other. Even at this day the recollection of this excites me.
Both lads grew up to be normal men.
"Twice only have I been approached by grown-up people. When I was
about 13 I used to meet often, when going to school by train, an
old gentleman who courted me, as it were, used often to talk to
me and asked me to come to see his well-known scientific
collections, but I always had a vague distrust of him and never
went. One day in the summer during a spare hour I met him in an
empty room in the museum, where there were usually very few
visitors at that time of day, and where large show-cases gave
concealment. He came up to me and told me he had been away in the
country, and that, when making his way home through hedges and
thorny bushes, some of the thorns got stuck amongst his clothes
and were still giving him uneasiness. 'I would be very grateful,'
he said, 'if you would put your hand down and try if you can feel
any thorns sticking in my underflannels and pull them out.
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