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PREFACE
INTRODUCTION-1.1
INTRODUCTION-1.2
INTRODUCTION-1.3
INTRODUCTION-1.4
INTRODUCTION-1.5
INTRODUCTION-1.6
INTRODUCTION-1.7
FOOTNOTES-1
FOOTNOTES-2
THE STUDY OF SEXUAL INVERSION
SEXUAL INVERSION IN MEN-1
SEXUAL INVERSION IN MEN-2
SEXUAL INVERSION IN MEN-3
HISTORY-1-2-3-4
HISTORY-5
HISTORY-6
HISTORY-7-8
HISTORY-9
HISTORY-10-11-12
HISTORY-13-14
HISTORY-15
HISTORY-16-17-18-19
HISTORY-20
HISTORY-21 (begin)
HISTORY-21 (end)
HISTORY-22-23-24
HISTORY-25
HISTORY-26
HISTORY-27
HISTORY-28-29-30-31-32
HISTORY-33
SEXUAL INVERSION IN WOMEN-1
SEXUAL INVERSION IN WOMEN-2
SEXUAL INVERSION IN WOMEN-3
SEXUAL INVERSION IN WOMEN-4
HISTORY-34-35-36-37
HISTORY-38
HISTORY-39.1
HISTORY-39.2
HISTORY-39.3
HISTORY-39.4
FOOTNOTES
THE NATURE OF SEXUAL INVERSION-1
THE NATURE OF SEXUAL INVERSION-2
THE NATURE OF SEXUAL INVERSION-3
THE NATURE OF SEXUAL INVERSION-4
FOOTNOTES
THE THEORY OF SEXUAL INVERSION-1
THE THEORY OF SEXUAL INVERSION-2
THE THEORY OF SEXUAL INVERSION-3
CONCLUSIONS-1
CONCLUSIONS-2
CONCLUSIONS-3
CONCLUSIONS-4
FOOTNOTES
APPENDIX A
APPENDIX B-1
APPENDIX B-2-3-4
INDEX OF AUTHORS

that about this time the gardener had received some injury to his 

leg, and in showing the bruise to another exhibited before my 

eyes a skin completely shagged over with dark hair. Though the 

sight of the bruise repulsed me, my pleasure was intense, and the 

vision of the gardener's legs was in my bed every night for a 

week afterward. My point is that the sight of my nurse was liable 

to rouse interest just as much as the far more prosaic display of 

the gardener's wounded leg, but my nature made it impossible. 

 

"It was about this time, if not before, that an enormous sense of 

shyness with regard to all my private duties began to afflict me. 

So great was it that I could endure from no hand except my 

mother's or my nurse's the necessary assistance in the buttoning 

and unbuttoning of my garments, always excepting those who were 

about my own age, toward whom I felt no privacy whatever. 

 

"When I was a little more than 5 I formed a friendship with a 

young clerk, a youth of about 15, though he seemed to me a 

grown-up person. One day, as he sat at his desk writing, I sat 

down and began playing with his feet, investigating the height to 

which his socks went under his trousers; in this way I obtained 

six inches of bare leg. Conscious of my courage I fell to kissing 

it. My friend laughed, but left me to my devotions in peace. This 

was the first time in which a feeling of romance mixed itself in 

my dreams; the physical excitement was less, but the pleasure was 

greater. I cannot understand why I never repeated the experience. 

He remained to me an object of very special and tender 

consideration. 

 

"In the next episode I have to relate the ideal was totally 

absent, and the part I played was passive rather than active. I 

was put to sleep with a boy considerably my senior. His 

initiation led to a physical familiarity between us which was not 

warm or kind, and I was allowed no scope for my own instinctive 

desires for a warmer kind of contact; if I sought it under cover 

of my companion's slumbers I found myself kicked away. Only on 

one occasion did I find a few moments of supreme charm, while his 

sleep remained sound, by discovering in the recesses of the sheet 

an exposed surface of flesh against which I pressed my face in an 

abandonment of joy. For the rest I was a passive participant, his 

pleasure seeming to end in the mere handling of the fleshy 

portions of my body. For this purpose I usually lay face downward 

across his knees. So far as I can remember, this intimacy led to 

a decrease in my pursuit of imaginative pleasures; for about a 

year no further development took place. 

 

"At about this date I was circumcised on account of the prepuce 

being too long. 

 

"Between the 6th and 7th years a change of environment brought me 

into contact with a new set of faces. I had then a bed to myself, 

and once more my imagination awoke to life. It was at this time 

that I found myself constructing from men's faces suppositions as 

to the rest of their bodies: a brown face led me to suppose a 

uniformly brown body, a pale face a pale body. This idea of 

variety began to charm me. I now made definite choice in my 

reveries whether I would go to sleep between white thighs, or red 

thighs, or brown thighs. Going to sleep definitely describes the 

goal of the method to which I had addicted myself. As soon as I 

entered my bed I abandoned myself to the construction of an amour 

and retained it as long as I had consciousness. I may say that I 

was not conscious of any emissions under these circumstances 

(until some years later, when I brought it about by my own act), 

but the pleasure was fairly acute. 

 

"All this time there were secret meetings, with my bedfellow of 

the year before. But they now took place by day, in various 

hiding-places, with little unclothing or exposure, and my 

companion was cold and fastidious and repelled any warmth on my 

part; it became to me a dry sort of ritual. I had an idea at that 


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