Nocturnes And Other Nocturnes
“I follow the trail of burnt leaves, burnt wood – that rich blend: subtly fruity, pungently ashy.There she is: sitting on a boulder, naked. Her face tells me she’s confused, scared – like the others I’ve tracked down.She doesn’t notice me. The symptoms are too overwhelming. Coarse, ragged breathing. Dizzy, sweating, and shivering all at once from the heat, nausea, and weakness.Gently, I say, “I can help you.”She tenses, panicked. Perspiration runs down her skin. Then fire bursts from her pores, enveloping her. When the flames subside, she balls up into herself, crying.I say, “No. It’s beautiful. Exciting. Fantastic.”“Beautiful?”“Yes. Reach between your legs.”She hesitates. But she opens her thighs and places her fingers on her sex.“Touch yourself. Focus the heat.”She does. She moans, closing her eyes. I take off my clothes. I masturbate, too, relishing what will soon happen.“These changes in your body, they’re wondrous. These hot flashes, they’re not the end: they’re a beginning.”Her b...reathing intensifies.MoreLess
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