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

Splendid, she whispered.

Splendid, she whispered.

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

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

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.

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

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

No, she said.Bring it back I couldn't quite figure this out, why the hair had come of its own, but that was the whole story so far, my body came on its own, and in its own form. One lapse in my will, one drifting into pride in my physical self, and the hair had come.

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

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.

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

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

A rain of doubts descended on me.

Well, she loved it. I took a long breath, feeling the toll of all this changing and magic, but I was as hard as a statue for her. I wanted to pounce on her. Instead I let her bury her face in the hair of my chest, and kiss my nipples, and the pleasure went right to my loins.

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

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

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