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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.

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

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.

I kissed the calves of her legs, her thighs. The garden rustled and sighed behind me. For the first time I heard a waterfall, its gentle trickle, and then I listened to the sound of water touching leaves, but my body was an engine of desire, and what drove me was her naked breasts, rather small, with the pink nipples of a girl, and the smell of death, rising sweet like a crushing lily. It was not that the death attracted me; it was that it made her all the more precious, something to be lost in a moment.

A rain of doubts descended on me.

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

Splendid, she whispered.

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.

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.

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

Splendid, she whispered.

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

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

A rain of doubts descended on me.

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.

Splendid, she whispered.

A rain of doubts descended on me.

But I had to do it. What was the point of warning her that I might dissolve in the process? I was going to do it.

Splendid, she whispered.

A rain of doubts descended on me.

Those things preserve, I said,but you make the beauty.

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.

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

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

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