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awakening our sexual senses. The only thing is, don’t let on to your husband that you are imagining that he’s John Harrison; he might be hurt.
    Best wishes,
    Robert Chartham

    Dear Dr. Chartham,
    Thank you so much for your letter. I am perfectly certain you were aware of the effect that phrase "John Harrison’s cock that is up you"
    would have on me. Of course I have thought of this and longed for it, but being able to tell some one and see the words written down was somehow extra exciting. In my thoughts I have used the word penis, but your phrase sent a sort of electric shock through me. All that day (last Friday) I felt very odd, warm and sort of open and receptive. I bought a black scanty garment because I know that color turns my husband on. I just couldn’t wait until we were in bed, as we have two children around.
    I was in bed first, so my husband hadn’t seen the little black thing I was wearing.
    I must say it had a dramatic effect! He came into me right away and in a few seconds had come off. Needless to say, I couldn’t quite match his speed, but came soon afterward and it was more intense than usual.
    We made love twice that night and again in the morning, and were both in a daze of wellbeing the next day. It is thanks to you, and I feel that it’s now much more likely that I shall not have to fight for my orgasms in the future. To make things even more sexual for me, there was John Harrison himself on television doing a "B is to"commercial! Not a very erotic product, but I wasn’t watching the gravy! I just hope I behaved naturally, as my husband was watching and it came as a bit of a shock.
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    The orgasm in the morning was the best, as I threw all guilt to the winds and imagined John Harrison begging me to let him make love to me. In this fantasy he is completely unable to control himself and is holding his penis in an effort to suppress his erection. He fails, and comes white he is standing there, the semen spurting through his fingers onto me.
    I agree with you that this must be kept from my husband, as it would hurt him and might wreck future developments.
    I have never told anyone these things in my life before and I thank you for releasing thoughts which made me feel so guilty. My husband says he never thinks of me as a wife but as a mistress, so I suppose that is his fantasy. I shall have to be careful to keep your letter hidden; I don’t want to lose it, as it is stimulating to see "John Harrison’s cock up you" written down.
    I realize I can’t feel this way every day of the year, but I have made a start and shall now enjoy my fantasies instead of trying to push them away.

    APPROVAL

    I said earlier that I didn’t want to act too strongly as advocate in this book, that I wanted to let the material speak for itself. Aside from believing in sexual fantasy as an interesting side of women’s sexualitybeing a fantasist myself – I had little to say on the subject before I began collecting this material. I’ve learned a lot from the women who contributed to this book; in fact, all I have to say comes directly from what they’ve told me, and have imaginatively illustrated for me in their fantasies. But if I haven’t interfered with the fantasies themselves, I have selected certain ones to appear in the book, and grouped and classified them in a definite order of progression.
    Any number of people could have done this according to whatever arbitrary system of classification they might have chosen. That I have chosen this order therefore i means to me that I am acting as advocate after all. This book is designed to win 38

    you over, unequivocally, first to the idea of female sexual fantasy as an introduction to love play, and eventually to the validity of sexual fantasy at any time.
    I began by thinking that it was obvious that it doesn’t matter what a woman is thinking of during sex; if it excites her, it’s good, and thus adds to the joy of both. But I know how the material in this