Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第27/327页)

ondtrol,Dimitrifelthimselfreagimpulsivelyandastrongsexualurgepulsedthroughhisbody.Butjustashewaslosingtrolofhimself,thebeautiesagaiedbacktotheirfloralshapesthatseemedsopureandsacredanduntouchedbyearthlyvices.Dimitriwasstartled.Howcouldpurityandsaessbeectedinanywaytolewdnessandwantonness?Butthehought,“Purityandsaessarereallynotthatmuchdifferentfromlewdnessandwantoheyarebuttwooppositesidesofthesame.Takethesesbeforeme,pureandsacredflowerscouldturnintonakedbeauties,andthesamenakedbeautiescouldgebacktopureandsacredflowers.Theinterimbetweenthemishardtodefine.Whyhemappearanddisappear,re-appearandoncemoredisappearbeforemeastheywill.Whytrytocategorizetheirdifferences?Whatsignificeisthattome?Iamonlyacool,level-headedandintelligentobserver,heretosilentlywatchtheprocessofthesecapriciousges.

    Quietandmelodiousmusidedinhisears.Afluteandastringedinstrumentwerepyingoutamusicalversationi,oneaskingandoneanswering.Dimitriwascuriousandtriedtofindthesourceofthemusic,whentohisamazementhediscoveredthatitactuallyinatedfromthedepthofhisow.ItwasaduetproducedbythebinedeffortsofhisloyalservantsCreativityandImaginatioivitywasslowlyplughisstringedinstrument;hisglitteringeyesbrightandiwithfierquenchablesexualfire,hisbodysendingforthastrongmasemuskyst.HewastryingtoseduceImaginationwithhismusic.BeautifundfasatingImagination’sfluteansweredhiscall,tactfullyrefusinghisrequestforlove,yetinamannersohesitantandvulnerableastoleaveroomforresideration,expressingayounggirl’sshynessandbashfulakingthepositionofhalfresistihalfweling.Theduetofthestringedinstrumentaewassometimesharmoniousbutsometimesdivergeherewasintriguingharmonyintheirdivergence.Fromtimetotimethemusicwaslowaleandthenbecameloudandfervent.Dimitri’snerveswasnowtautandnowrexed;thebloodcthroughtheveinsalsoeitherspeededuporsloweddownacctothemusidhismetabolismcreatedretivegescausinghimtofeesexualimpulsestrongerandmoreexplosivethanhehadeverfeltbefore.Dimitriwasfbbergasted.“AremytwoloyalservantsCreativityandImaginationganginguptotoywithme?”hethought.“No.Ithinktheymeanttousetheirmusistrumentsascatalyststoexpeditemyiality,sothatthegraduallyagingansinmybodywouldoncemorebefulloflifefordIcainmylongvanishedyouth.Whattheydonotuandisthatitisonlymyfleshbodythatcouldbemaniputed,therealmeisalevel-headedandintelligentobserver,silentlywatgthesegesbutwouldneverbepartofthem.

    Oherhand,Emmanuelwastotallyarousedbythebeautylyingexposedbeforehim.Hewasdevoidoftheabilitytodistinguishbetweenrightandwrong,goodandevil.Hisbraiohavestoppedfuningaltogetherandhisonlyobjectivewastoihispenis,hardandstiffasaspear,intoCharina’sbody.HepartedCharina’sbeautifullegsandwasabouttoforcethespearintoherbodywhenthesoundofloudpoundingsatthefrontdoorapahefranticbarkingofadogbrokeupthequietofthenight.Emmanuelkhattheracketwouldbesuretotheneighbors,thusspoilinghisnefariouspnsforthenight.Furiousatthisinterruption,hepickeduphisunderpants,putitonandturowalkedoutandtakecareoftheunweledvisitors.Butbeforehecoulddoso,therewasaloudcrashandwoodensplintersflewalloverthepce.Me