1:05:05 I rose from the high-chair with the paper from grandmother's orange grove in my hand. My bride! (Just look at her, at her fingers which have engulfed so many men, and guided them in between her lips.) She matches all my senses, I declared in...
Now, as I write these sentences, it strikes me that I have adjourned the fulfilment of my promise. - Does these pressing matters that seem so urgent, like baking and lovemaking, make you think you can't help? I asked. I drifted on to other thoughts, although, in the depths of myself I always knew that I withheld the most important; that I was not true, not honest, not even aware of how I felt since I had no inner virtue to measure myself against. - It's always good to be close and together, and I love to lust, you sighed when I entered you from another angel. - If you think you can't help others because you must help yourself first, you are in a trap, I hissed. Already on my way to school that summer day when I met you for the first time, I sensed that we had this thought behind the thought in common. - Oh, yes! you moaned in hail to my reconstructed thrusts. - Love conquer everything, even the keyboard!
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1:00:41
You like what I do to you, but when I keep on ranting about the bodily and spiritual riddles, you often divulge back in a language that cover up your natural impulses. - You must assume responsibility for the vow you have taken in lustful terms of health, and the general purpose of life. "Honour the woman as governor of sanity and meaning. You have a connection in you, with us, with the world of energy, the world of spirits, of guides, of light." The whole charade reminded me that you, like all women, are under constant public prosecution, and that I must remember to bring something to read when we start our journey.
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1:00:42
- Have we packed everything? I stuttered, and tried to reach a climax while I was both responsive and firm, without being sententious, as you call it, and I saw myself forced to supplement with even more detailed images from the memory archive. "We act through you, and because of your contact with us you might break a new, yet unheard off moral law." ... just by lying underneath me, I thought as I visualized all those you have had, who have stared greedily at your body while they penetrated you, just the way I do.
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