Passionate Storms

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gallery, Calixta insisted that he come inside and stay until the storm passed. Although it was dark outside, inside Alcee admired the fact that �she was a revelation in that dim, mysterious chamber; as white as the couch she lay upon.� Calixta realized that �her firm, elastic flesh that was knowing for the first time it�s birthright, was like a creamy lily that the sun invites to contribute its breath and perfume to the underlying life of the world.� �Her mouth,� unlike the torrential rains, �was a fountain of delight.�
As though their adulterous tryst were timed with the weather, their forbidden lust filled afternoon was over just as the storm was moving on. Although basking in the after-glow, neither dared to sleep. �The rain was over; and the sun was turning the glistening green world into a palace of gems.� Their passion was as fierce as the crashing torrents of the rain outside and then the after-glow from both being mutually satiated was like the sun coming back ...

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