Ribald Classic: The Hanged Man Watching
May, 1976
Well, My Dears, I often think a procuress--a bawd, that is--lives like a spider. She spins her web and waits patiently all day for the foolish insect to entangle itself. And then she sucks the gold of a man's purse as the spider sucks the blood of the fly.I had a girl named Amoretta in my employ; she was plump as a partridge and even prettier, and I set her up in a great old house with servants and furnishings so that she looked like a young lady of quality. Along came a merchant from another to...
