She sat up on the bed, her breasts amazingly firm, and the pink nipples turned up. Only her words would hold sway with me now, and only because I would defer to her.Īnd you were the last thing, she breathed into my ear, her hands clawing gently at my back.You were the last thing she saw. I brought my fingers to my nostrils.Ī 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. It was like fruit between her legs, like peaches or plums, it was just wet enough. Those things preserve, I said,but you make the beauty. They can make me look young, but they can't save my life. 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. It's all drugs, my love, she said, as though feeling my wonder. I had my hands beneath her small backside, and cuddled it. Sweet God, she whispered, kissing me all over my face. Yes, I said,God, capricious as He is he lavished his blessings on you and on your daughter, Esther. 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 stretched out my arms and looked up at the sky. 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. I looked down for the first time on my own chest, pubic hair, erect organ.

She reached for buttons, but I gestured there was no need. Let me see you without your clothes, she said. She tugged at my hair, and kissed me with her eyes closed, all over my face, and quite suddenly I realized with a shock that my beard and mustache were on my face.

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