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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

 

 

"The period of which I am now writing was that of my entry into 

school life. My imaginary lovers immediately became numerous; all 

the masters and all the boys above a certain age attracted me; 

for two I had in addition a feeling of romantic as well as 

physical attachment. Indeed, from this time onward I was never 

without some heroes toward whom I indulged a perfectly separate 

and tenderly ideal passion. The announcement that one was about 

to leave surprised me into a passionate fit of weeping; yet my 

reserve was so great and my sense of isolation so crushing that I 

made no effort at intimacy, and to one for whom I felt 

inexhaustible devotion I barely spoke for the first three years, 

though meeting him daily. At this time the subjects of my 

contemplation had distinctly individualized methods of approach. 

Thus in one case I imagined we stood face to face in our 

night-gear; suddenly mine was stripped from me; I was seized and 

forcibly thrust under his and made to hang with my feet off the 

ground by my full weight on the erect organ which inserted 

itself between my thighs; so suspended--my body enveloped in the 

folds of his linen and my face pressed upon his heart--I 

underwent a castigation which continued until I was thrown down 

to receive a discharge of urine over my prostrate body. Such 

images seemed to come independently of my will. 

 

"It was at this time that I found a large pleasure in imagining 

contact with people whom I disliked; the prevailing note of these 

intimacies was always cruelty, to which I submitted with acute 

relish. I discovered, however, from the ordinary school 

experiences of corporal punishment, that it had no charm to me 

when administered for school offenses, even from the hands under 

which at other times I imagined myself as delighting to receive 

pain. The necessary link was lacking; had I perceived on the part 

of my judge any liking for the operation, there would probably 

have been a response on my side. On one occasion I was flogged 

unjustly; conscious as I was of its cruel instead of judiciary 

character, this was the only castigation I received which had in 

it an element of gratification for my instincts. At the same time 

I never forgave the hand that administered it; it is the only 

instance I remember in myself of a grudge nourished for years. 

 

"Meanwhile, amid this chaos of confused love and hatred, of 

relish for cruelty and loathing for injustice, my first 

thoroughly romantic and ideal attachment was developing itself. I 

may say, of those to whom romance as well as physical attachment 

bound me, that they have remained unchangeable parts of my 

nature. Today, as it was twenty years ago, when I think of them 

the blood gushes to my brain, my hands tingle and moisten with an 

emotion I cannot subdue: I am at their feet worshipping them. Of 

them my dreams were entirely tender; the idea of cruelty never 

touched the conception I had of them. But I return to that one 

who was the chief influence of my youth: older than myself by 

only three years, he was of fine build and athletic, with 

adolescence showing in his face; my tremulous beginnings of 

worship were confirmed by a word of encouragement thrown to me 

one day as I went to receive my first flogging; no doubt my 

small, scared face excited his kind pity. I made it my concern 

afterward to let him know that I had not cried under the ordeal, 

and I believe he passed the word around that I had taken my 

punishment pluckily. So little contact had I with him that beyond 

constant worship on my part I remember nothing till, about three 

years later, I received from him a kind, half-joking 

solicitation, spoken in clean and simple language. So terrific 

was my shyness and secrecy that I had even then no idea that 

familiarity of the sort was common enough in schools. I was 

absolutely unable to connect my own sensations with those of the 

world at large or to believe that others felt as I did. On this 

occasion I simply felt that some shrewd thrust had been made at 


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