كَانَ لَنَا جَارٌ شَيْخٌ لَهُ جَارِيَةٌ فَارِهَةٌ قَدْ أَعْطَى بِهَا ثَلَاثِينَ أَلْفَ دِرْهَمٍ فَكَانَ لَا يَبْلُغُ مِنْهَا مَا يُرِيدُ وَ كَانَتْ تَقُولُ اجْعَلْ يَدَكَ كَذَا بَيْنَ شُفْرَيَ[1] فَإِنِّي أَجِدُ لِذَلِكَ لَذَّةً وَ كَانَ يَكْرَهُ أَنْ يَفْعَلَ ذَلِكَ فَقَالَ لِزُرَارَةَ اسْأَلْ أَبَا عَبْدِ اللَّهِ ع عَنْ هَذَا فَسَأَلَهُ فَقَالَ لَا بَأْسَ أَنْ يَسْتَعِينَ بِكُلِّ شَيْءٍ مِنْ جَسَدِهِ عَلَيْهَا وَ
“In our neighborhood there lived an old man who had a beautiful slave-girl for whom he had paid thirty thousand dirham; but he was not able to reach the satisfaction from her what he wanted and she would say, ‘Place your hand between my two flanges, I feel the pleasure’, but he did not like to do so. He asked Zurarah t