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I looked down for the first time on my own chest, pubic hair, erect organ. I was too happy for humility, and to feel the sinews in my arms tighten was to be among living things, and surely some of those things must be good things.

She drew back, staring at it. I told this hair to go away.

I looked down for the first time on my own chest, pubic hair, erect organ. I was too happy for humility, and to feel the sinews in my arms tighten was to be among living things, and surely some of those things must be good things.

A savage strength rose in me, the realization that I had her completely at my mercy, this precious creature, and that no words from anyone could command me away from her. Only her words would hold sway with me now, and only because I would defer to her.

Sweet God, she whispered, kissing me all over my face. I had my hands beneath her small backside, and cuddled it.

Not an electric light burned in the place. It was the dreamiest darkness.

Not an electric light burned in the place. It was the dreamiest darkness.

And you were the last thing, she breathed into my ear, her hands clawing gently at my back.You were the last thing she saw. How good that was for her.

It was like fruit between her legs, like peaches or plums, it was just wet enough. I brought my fingers to my nostrils.

I sat down beside her, embracing her. I felt the moist thin silkiness of her skin, not healthy in a woman too thin, yet delicious. Even the bones of her wrists were beautiful.

A savage strength rose in me, the realization that I had her completely at my mercy, this precious creature, and that no words from anyone could command me away from her. Only her words would hold sway with me now, and only because I would defer to her.

She sat up on the bed, her breasts amazingly firm, and the pink nipples turned up. Her silver-and-black hair made a rumpled mass down her back and displayed a long neck.

A rain of doubts descended on me.

I took her breasts in my hands, enchanted by their smallness, their delicacy. So pink, girlish pink.

Splendid, she whispered.

Let me see you without your clothes, she said. She reached for buttons, but I gestured there was no need. I stood up and back from her.

It's all drugs, my love, she said, as though feeling my wonder. She kissed my beard, kissing it along the bone of my jaw.It's hormones and modern science; I have a woman's chemicals inside me, that's all. They can make me look young, but they can't save my life.

It's all drugs, my love, she said, as though feeling my wonder. She kissed my beard, kissing it along the bone of my jaw.It's hormones and modern science; I have a woman's chemicals inside me, that's all. They can make me look young, but they can't save my life.

Yes, I said,God, capricious as He is; he lavished his blessings on you and on your daughter, Esther.

I kissed her and held her, my hands free and rough over her thighs and stealing into the secret crevice, to feel there the firmness of a young woman's secret body. Chemicals, was it? Modern science?

She sat up on the bed, her breasts amazingly firm, and the pink nipples turned up. Her silver-and-black hair made a rumpled mass down her back and displayed a long neck.

Not an electric light burned in the place. It was the dreamiest darkness.

She drew back, staring at it. I told this hair to go away.

I stretched out my arms and looked up at the sky. Though suddenly aware of a fatigue from all the night's tricks, I nevertheless told my clothes to assemble themselves nearby and await my command. I would be naked.

She lay back, heaving a deep sigh. The angles of her face were tight and delicate and precise in the dimness.

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