Wednesday, March 18, 2009
At Last, After A Long Repeated Spasm Of
At last, after a long repeated spasm of all body and unintelligible barrackings, it has become soft. I had carefully control over it. - What was it? - It is hardly audible she has asked. - that with me was? I did not begin to explain and have silently led it in a room, confused and suppressed by force of its passion. - It has come. My God, it has come, it at me, My God! - we sat on its bed, and it for a sleeve has dragged from me a jacket. - the girl, has flown into a rage? I have quietly asked. - has flown into a rage, has flown into a rage, has flown into a rage! How many it is possible? - She has raised to my the face: flaring a flush, blue-eyed, framed with a fair hair, inexpressibly lovely and attractive what can be only the person of the loving woman. - it has begun to unbutton a collar of my shirt and has got a forehead, a nose and lips into an aperture, to a vest. - , the girl, all not so! Look, how it is necessary, - I have torn off her head from the breast, have quickly unbuttoned its blouse and have got there itself.
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