Thank you Daniel
“Your body is the church where Nature asks to be reverenced.”
Marquis de Sade
The young woman sat motionless on the plank floor in the striated light of the moon cascading through the reed window covers. Her nakedness in this strange place left her afraid and unsure of what to do. Only her training and discipline kept her frozen in the cool blue-gray light striking a pattern on her nervous flesh.
Outside, the clear night beckoned the boreal creatures of darkness to sing, to rise, to hunt, or mate. The buzz of insects and croaking tree-frogs blended with the scream of a Whippoorwill. The woman shuddered.
“Be still,” Commanded a harsh alto voice.
The shivering body became an alabaster statue worthy of Venus or Diana; goddesses left over from the time of Romans in the Carpathians Mountain range.
“Ras, my love, can you do…
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