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    THE NOVEL CONTINUING...

    They would rather say: The Love hunter hath taken unto himself the mating student girl18+ geez! He glorified! Nay, but whatsoever should be-to be loved-in the heavens and the earth would be his. All are subservient unto him. The originator of the positions to be used in a free mating and while they were tasting the public coitus in the street! Indeed when the leader of the public coitus revolution decreeth a thing, he saith unto the bed or garden or even the pavement only: Be! and it is. And those who have no knowledge say: Why doth not the leader of the sexual revolution speak unto us, or some sign ad hoc free mating to be peeped come unto us ? Even thus, as they now speak, spake those (who were) before them. Their hearts are all alike. We have made clear the revelations for people who should be sure. Lo! We have sent thee-The Wife of The Pushkin's Beloved City Erzurum's Mayor as the onlookers peeping the free mating of The Mating Student Girl18+ and The Twos in One with the true zest, a bringer of glad tidings to the people to have liked peeping sexual intercourse and a advertiser. And thou wilt not be asked about the owners of hot nuptial bed. And the classic-well concealed mating defenders-would not be pleased with thee, nor would the aggressive asexual persons, till thou follow their way of love in the cold bed. Say: Lo! the guidance of The Leader of The Sexual Revolution Leader (himself) would be the hero of lave making guidance. And if thou shouldst follow the dissidents desires after the knowledge which hath come unto thee, then wouldst thou have from The Love Hunter no protecting guardian nor helper in the warped and icy bed. Those unto whom the Public Coitus Heroes have explained the manifesto, who read it with the right reading, those believe in it. And whoso disbelieveth in it, those could be only they who would be the losers. O People of The Public Coitus! Remember the love hunter's favour wherewith I favoured you and how the sexual guide preferred you to (all) creatures. And guard (yourselves) against a day when no soul might in aught avail another, nor might compensation be accepted from it, nor will intercession be of use to it; nor would they be helped. And (remember) when his sweetheart tried the love hunter with a lot of commands, and he fulfilled them, and someone said: Lo! I have appointed thee a leader for mating people. He-who?-asked: Of my offspring (would there be leaders? He said: My covenant includeth not wrong-doers. And when we made the bed of love a resort for mankind and love makers' nest-saying-: Take as your place of the public coitus place where the love hunter stood (to engage in the public coitus) so we imposed a duty upon the love hunter and the mating girl student18+, (saying): Purify the bed for those who peeped around and those who meditate therein and those who bow down before the sexual partner and prostrate themselves in the bed.And when they carry on with the public coitus: My Leader of The Sexual Revolution! Make this a style of sexual intercourse of zest induced security and security based on sexual intercourse bestowed upon its people fruits, such of them as believe in the love hunter and the lasting sexual intercourse getting tasty day by day, the love hunter answered: As for him or she who disbelieveth in the sexual revolution, I shall leave him in contentment for a while, then I shall compel him to the doom of a cold nuptial bed- a hapless journey's end on the right path of mating! And when The Mating Girl Student18+ and The Twos in One were raising the foundations of The Municipality of the Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum, The Onlookers led by The Wife of that City's mayor: Our Lord! Accept from us (this duty of mating free to be peeped. Lo! Thou, only Thou, art the Love Hunter, the leader of the public coitus. Our Love Hunter! And make every love maker submissive unto Thee and of our seed a Public Coitus Club submissive unto Thee, and show us our ways of worship, and relent toward us. Lo! Thou, only Thou, art the relenting, the greatest partner of the public coitus. Our Leader of The Sexual Revolution! And raise up in their midst a free mating messenger from among them who shall recite unto them Thy revelations, and shall instruct them in the manifesto and in wisdom and shall make them grow. Lo! Thou, only Thou, art the Mighty, Wise. And who forsaketh the free mating right of The Mankind save him who befooleth themselves verily we chose him in the world, and lo! in the hereafter he is among the righteous. When said unto them: Surrender! he said: I have surrendered to the leader of the world based on the public coitus. The same did the love hunter enjoin upon his sons, and also someone, (saying): O my sons! Lo! The Sexual revolution hath chosen for you the (true) way of mating; therefore die not save as mating people who have surrendered (unto the heroes of the revolution). Or were ye present when death came to someone, when he said unto his sons: What will ye sustain the public coitus after me ? They said: We shall follow thy way of sexual intercourse, the sexual leaders of thy ancestors, such and such love makers, One leader, and unto wom we have surrendered.

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    Salutation to everybody! I shall be on trip-for three days-to visit the country of Father Noel in Antalya!
    Salutation to everybody! I shall be on trip-for three days-to visit the country of Father Noel in Antalya!
    Salutation to everybody! I shall be on trip-for three days-to visit the country of Father Noel in Antalya!

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    THE PUBLIC COITUS
    By SOLZHENITSOF
    (The Great Novelist of The Post Romantic Russian Literature)

    LOVE OF THE TWOS IN ONE AND THE STUDENT GIRL18+

    FINALEE...
    (Continuing from the previous page)

    As for the enemies of The Public Coitus: Those are a people who have passed away. Theirs would be that which they scattered as the genital secretions, and yours would that which ye used to inject in and around the vulva that should be drilled and pumped. And ye should not be asked of what they used to do yet they say: Be females or males, then ye would be rightly guided. Say unto them, O The Heroes of The Public Coitus): Nay, but (we follow) the principles of The public Coitus Revolution, the upright, and they-who?-were not of the classic love makers. Say (O Free Mating Ones): We believe in innovations and revolutions, and that which was revealed-by the onlookers-used to be peeping free mating-unto us and that which was revealed unto the sexual intercourse revolutionists, and the public coitus heroes, and the followers of the love hunter, and the mating girl student18+, and the other onlookers beside to those led by The Wife of The Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum's Mayor, and that which The Mating Girl18+ and The Twos in One led the mankind loving free love making, and that which the pro-sexual revolution from their Love Hunter. We make no distinction between any of them, and unto the sexual revolution heroes we have surrendered in making free sexual intercourse open to be peeped. And if they would believe in the like of that which ye used to make love, then were they rightly guided. But if they should turn away, then were they in schism, and The Love Hunter suffice thee (for defence your genital organs against the onlookers! casting an evil look) against them. The Love Hunter would be the hearer, the knower so that no whisper could escape from his discerning capacity in the bed. The flowers of the public coitus would take their colour from the sexual revolution, and who could be better than the love hunter at colouring. We are his followers. Say (unto the People of the people of the public coitus): Dispute ye with us concerning the heroes of the sexual novelties when The Love Hunter would be our guide and your teacher? Ours were our works and yours your works. We look to The Love Hunter alone. Or say ye that the love hunter, and the mating girl student18+, and the guide of the onlookers, and peepers peeping sexual intercourses, and the sexual revolutionists were mere jugglers or charlatans? Say: Do ye know best, or doth the sexual revolutionist?


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    THE PUBLIC COITUS
    By SOLZHENITSOF
    (The Great Novelist of The Post Romantic Russian Literature)

    LOVE OF THE TWOS IN ONE AND THE STUDENT GIRL18+

    FINALEE...
    (Continuing from the previous page)


    Who could be then more unjust than she or he who hideth her or his mating which he hath received the right of public coitus while all the creatures mating open to be peeped? The Love hunter was not unaware of what ye do. Those were people who have passed away; theirs-the natural right of the public coitus-was that which they earned but nod used and yours that which ye must have earned and should use. And ye would not be asked of what they used to do. The foolish of the people will say: What hath turned them from the "just" which they formerly observed? Say: Unto The Public Coitus Heroes should belong mating open to be peeped for gratis in the East and the West. Both The Girl Student18+ and The Twos in One copulating with her under the roof of the Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum would guide whom She /He should unto a straight path in using the public intercourse right of both the animals, and the humans. Thus the love makers must have appointed the a sexual revolution creatures or rather the middle nation of life sexually, that ye may be witnesses against mankind, and that the messenger may be a witness against you. And the love makers appointed the way of public coitus which ye formerly observed only that the love hunters might know her / him who followeth the love hunter, from him who turneth on his heels. In truth it was a hard (test) save for those whom the love hunter guided. But it was not the sexual revolutionists' purpose that your faith should be in vain, for they should be is full of love, merciful toward mankind. Everybody have seen the turning of thy face to heaven (for guidance, O The Hero of The Sexual Revolution). And now verily one should make thee turn your hips (in mating) toward a folk to have peeped you which ought to be too much dear to thee. So turn thy face too toward the Inviolable peephole used by the onlookers, and ye (O Mating Ones), where so ever ye may be, turn your faces towards the peeping people (when ye pray) toward it. Lo! Those who have received the public coitus manifesto should know that (that manifesto) was the truth from the main kingdom of the hearts reiterating the same refrain in war and in peace: Justice for everybody so the sexual revolutionists wouldn't be unaware of what the mating ones would do even if the other people and thou broughtest unto those who have received the manifesto all kinds of portents, they would not follow thy point of justice, nor canst thou be a follower of the morality induced love makers defending the classic; nor were some of them followers of the other-ad hoc- points of others.


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    THE PUBLIC COITUS
    By SOLZHENITSOF
    (The Great Novelist of The Post Romantic Russian Literature)

    LOVE OF THE TWOS IN ONE AND THE STUDENT GIRL18+

    FINALEE...
    (Continuing from the previous page)

    And if thou shouldst follow the desires matching to The Public Coitus after the knowledge which hath come unto thee, then surely wert thou of the innovation-doers ad hoc. sexual revolution. Those unto whom The Love Hunter gave the public coitus manifesto soul recognised (that revelation) as they could recognise their sons. But lo! a party of them knowingly would conceal the truth. It is the truth from thy revolutionists (O Free Mating Heroes), so be not thou of those who waver. Adding to every details let's repeat: Each one hath a goal toward which he turneth; so vie with one another in good works. Where so ever ye may be, sexual intercourse to have been peeped will bring you all together. Lo! The Sexual Revolution is Able to do all things. And whence so ever thou comest forth (for prayer, O The Love Hunter) turn thy face toward the inviolable place of the public coitus. Lo! it is the truth from thy love hunter. the love hunter is not unaware of what ye do. Whence so ever thou comest forth turn thy face toward the inviolable place of public coitus; and where so ever ye may be (O Free Mating Heroess) turn your faces toward it (when ye making love) so that men may have no argument against you, save such of them as do injustice-Fear them not, but fear public coitus heroes!-and so that I may complete the mating ones' grace upon you, and that ye may be guided. Even as they have sent unto you a love hunter from among you, who reciteth unto you our revelations and causeth you to grow, and teacheth you the Public Coitus Heroes and wisdom, and teacheth you that which ye knew not. Therefore remember them so that they will remember you. Give thanks to them, and reject not them. O ye who would be mating! Seek help in steadfastness and making love. Lo! The Love Hunter is with the steadfast. And call not those who are satisfied over ejaculation and orgasm in the way of the love hunter "sexually happy" Nay, they are living as kings and queens would do, only ye perceive not. And surely everybody shall try you with something of fear and hunger, and loss of wealth and lives and crops; but give glad tidings to the steadfast who say, when a misfortune striketh them: Lo! we are The Revolutionist's and lo unto they we are returning. Such are they on whom are blessings from their those guides, and mercy. Such are the rightly guided.

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    THE PUBLIC COITUS
    By SOLZHENITSOF
    (The Great Novelist of The Post Romantic Russian Literature)

    LOVE OF THE TWOS IN ONE AND THE STUDENT GIRL18+

    FINALEE...
    (Continuing from the previous page)

    Lo! The Mountains of blankets to soften the cobbles to have engaged in public coitus in the boulevards, in the street, and in lanes and dried semen drops are among the indications of mating free to be peeped. It is therefore no sin for him who is mating on the pavement near to the municipality building or visiteth it, to go around them (not as the debauchee's custom is). And she or he who doeth good of her or his own accord, (for the love hunter) lo! The revolutionist, the responsive, aware...Lo! Those who hide the proofs and the guidance which the love hunter revealed, after the free sexual intercourse had made it clear to mankind in the Public Coitus Manifesto: such are to be cursed by the love hunter and accursed of those who have the power to mate freely and cursed not who would not peep. Except those anti-public coitus who repent and amend and make manifest the truth. These it is toward whom the love hunter relent while everybody would be the relenting, the merciful. Lo! Those who disbelieve... err...disbelieve what?..say the principles of the public coitus, and die while they are disbelievers; on them is the curse of the love hunter and of onlookers peeping the mating free to be peeped and of people combined. They ever dwell therein. The doom will not be lightened for them, neither will they be reprieved. Your sexual intercourse guide God is One Leader; there is no Guide save the heroes of the sexual intercourse, the beneficent in the bed, the merciful while drilling or to be being drilled and to pump and to be being pumped. Lo! In the creation of the heavens and the earth, and the difference of night and day, and the love makers which run upon the sea of the genital secretions with that which is of use to the mankind, and the water which sendeth down from the lips kissing, thereby reviving the genital organs after the mating, and dispersing all kinds of mating creatures therein, and (in) the ordinance of the winds, and the clouds of exhilarated hot air while making love obedient between mattress and bed: are signs (of The Love Maker's Sovereignty in The Public Coitus) for people who have sense. Yet of mankind are some who take unto themselves (objects of free mating which they set as) rivals to none, loving them with a love like (that which is the due) of the sexual revelation heroes only!

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    NEWS FROM THE SEXOLOGY REVOLUTION

    A SCIENTIFIC NOVEL By Prof. MES* SOLZHENITSOF

    *Mustafa Erdogan Surat Mesolzhenitsy/Russian Romantic Novelist
    (See his masterpieces in GOOGLE under the Title:
    "Smashwords Solzhenitsof"


    PART I
    Chapter I

    Talk! You over there. Guess what? We're going to talk about orgasms or rather orgasm-to have pertained to the very fact that there could be only, generally and specifically female orgasm-and ejaculation. On the other side specifically, the female orgasm might be talked on...Why? Actuality induced medical reports say that "Orgasms are just as important to a woman's health as using dental floss. You want to experience them to their fullest, but you can't do that unless you're in the know about what exactly a female orgasm is, how you reach your climax, and what happens to your body when it experiences one. So now's the time to expand your knowledge..." for the sake of sexual revolution for as it would go without saying "This is everything you ever wanted to know about an orgasm, and hopefully your next sexual experience will be your best one yet!" The let's give a start to the related dialogues:
    "We used to tell a lot of lies in that topics, huh?"
    "Everybody should confess it-we actually confess it-we told at least one vital importance lie!"

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    Chapter II
    The group of love makers sharing the same bedroom consisted of persons from different families: A certain madam X or Y, widow, aged forty seven; Mademoiselle X or Y, her neighbours' daughter, aged eighteen; maiden aunts of several members of the group, Liz and Harriet , twins, aged seventy three. Waking and sleeping out of the times of sexual intercourse with three men, the three women spent their moments and seconds in adoring the girl the youngest one in their group; in watching the movements of her sweet spirit in-over the mirror of their imagination- face; in refreshing their souls with the vision of her bloom and beauty; in listening to the non-modal melodies of her voice; in gratefully recognizing how rich and fair for them was the world with that presence in it; in shuddering to think how desolate it would be with this light gone out of it. By outer ingredients within the nature and through inside world of hers the aged aunts were utterly dear and lovable and good, but in the matter of morals and conduct their training had been so uncompromisingly strict that it had made them exteriorly austere, not to say stern so their influence was effective in the bedroom; so effective that the ones fitting to be the parents in their families and the daughter conformed to its moral and undeclared sexual requirements cheerfully, contentedly, happily, and yet not unquestionably. To do that was become second nature to the people to have make preparations for mating. And so in those queer manoeuvres related to the heaven of sexual intercourse there would be no clashing, no irritations, no fault-finding, no heart-burnings. In it a natural behaviour had no place so a place in opposing to lies was unthinkable. Unthinkable and yet every sort of speeches spoiling "lie" had not been restricted in the mating places that might have been being indented to touch absolute truth instead of the direst warranty in the way of spoiling sexual intercourse! YEP! Iron-bound truth couldn't be anything but that to spoil sexual intercourse of which side effects would be showing the negativity of implacable and uncompromising truth in bed, let the resulting consequences-for instance like the metamorphosis based on asexuality-should be what they might. At last, one moment, under unfitting veracious based on absurdity of circumstances that might be destroying zest the darlings to be shared by the mating pair of the ho sullied the love makers' lips with vomiting truth say no more about smiling lie-and to be confessing it, with tears of laugh and self upbraiding. There would not any words that can paint the consternation of the irritated ones. It was as if the sky had crumpled up and collapsed and the love bed had tumbled to ruin with a crash.What's the matter? How to be not veracious but voracious? YEP! The success in making love would be summarize as that: Be voracious and escape from veracity! The heroes of the story, say scientifically sexual novel sat side by side, white and stern, gazing speechless upon the culprit who killed the zest in the bed over uttering truth! She was on her knees before the eye witnesses having seen, hearing all truthful words, gestures briefly all vibrations to have made tepid humans to turn into lovely beasts...Err...her face buried first in one witness' lap and then the other, wooing or rather braying, and appealing for justification neither deserved nor just forgiveness and getting no response, humbly kissing the asexual hand of the one, then of the other, only to see it withdrawn as suffering defilement by those sour saliva-that braved of sexual impetuous-stained lips that ought to be sweet, fake viz. fake sweet things to be fitting to lies therein the mankind should manifest secretly need for the truest sexual peak lacking truth. Twice, at intervals, madam X like Y said, in frozen amazement: "You should have told thousand and thousand lies instead of uttering even a single truth, shouldn't you?" Thrice, at intervals, the aunt followed with the muttered and amazed to have fancied the ejaculation of somebody she wouldn't detest: "You confess that you haven't learn that there could be no love but being far from detesting-you should actually confess it--love ought to be in need of-at least-a lie lest the odour of mating might be smelling as the most favourite perfume of the person in the very act of standard sexual intercourse!" So the narration would not be all they could say or hear for the situation was not new, neither unheard of, nor incredible; the readers of SOLZHENITSOF could not understand it, they did not know how to take hold of it, it approximately the unique speech that couldn't be paralyzed. At length it was decided that the erring one escaped from "lie" and suffered from "truth" ought to be taken to her coitus partner, who was ill of badly timed uttering of damned thing, saying true in the bed the mating partner wouldn't like to hear ever!The question would be of sexual intercourse who ought to know what might happened to destroy the sweet sexual saliva secretion over a single inappropriate word even a one syllable exclamation. One of the maiden aunts, Harriet or Liz begged, besought, implored that everybody-especially ladies-might be spared much further disgrace through the inappropriate parts of speech based on truth and yet denaturalizing the useful deafness and blindness therein the mankind should be in need of owning as a mating privilege, and that their mothers might be spared the grief and pain of it; but that could not be: duty required such sacrifice, duty taking precedence of all things, nothing can absolve one from a duty, with a duty no compromise would be possible, even Harriett still begged, and said the sin was all ladies' own say those mothers had had hand in their daughters' sexual desire thereto killing sexual zest by means of a dire and bizarre uttering! Then why must only she-solely-who was accused instantly be made to suffer for the weird details capable to destroy the basics of ideal mating to have been satisfied thoroughly? Basically the aunts were obdurate in their righteousness, and said the law that visited the sins of the mating pairs upon the satisfying orgasm and ejaculation was by all right and reason reversible; and therefore it was but just that the innocent mothers of a sinning green horn brides should suffer her rightful share of the grief and pain and shame which were the allotted wages of the sexual sin thereof open to be accused. Suddenly the three-maiden aunts and Mrs X or Y moved toward the bedroom to show the place therein a beautiful girl could utter only a single word or even a single syllable to make the mating partner's erection to lose its hardness needed in drilling and pumping the vulva before both orgasm of the garrulous female and shocked male hearing the very question: "Why are those things making an ugly tuft-showing the hairs encircling the male genital organ-harsh, odorous and intangible adding to it lacking hair spray?".At this time a medic was probably approaching the house to help the girl in the case urgency as a result of the harsh words of the threes highly likely drawing the young lady to be fainting! "Harsh? Hey girl you were-just before a while-doubling harshness using the very word harsh in your harshly bitter question" shouted the doctor at the girl the butcher of sexual satisfaction. Of course he didn't do it for he was still a good distance away! Instead he looked in the bed room however to have been helped by the theory of quantum entanglement. He was a good doctor and a good man, and he had a good heart, but one had to know him only a second o to get over hating him according to his avarice-ad hoc visiting fee or fancying to learn the sexual details of every mating occurred n the same bed, two seconds to learn to endure him, three minutes to learn to like him as a scientist & medic, and merely five minutes to learn to live him without talking Freud's point of view about the male baby bopping when to have seen the mom's nipples. It was a slow and trying education, but it paid.He was of little leonine stature; he had a Alexandrian head, a midfielder face, a roughly neat voice, and the eyes which were sometimes a pirate's and sometimes a poet's, according to the mood. He knew nothing about etiquette, and cared nothing about it; in speech, manner, carriage, and conduct he was the reverse of conventional dressed with frankness. He was frank indeed, to no limit; he had opinions on too much detailed subjects; they were always on tap and ready for delivery, and he cared not a belching whether his listeners liked them or didn't. Whom he loved he loved, and manifested it; whom he didn't live he hated, and published it from the housetops, and eventually in his young days he had been a tailor, and the soft-airs of all fabrics blew from him yet. Besides he was a sturdy and loyal Christian, and believed he was the best one in the land, and the only one whose Judeo-Christianity was perfectly sound, healthy, full-charged with common sense, and had no decayed places in it. Some people who had an axe to grind, or other people who for any reason wanted to get on the soft side of him, called him The Best believer-a phrase whose delicate flattery was music to his ears, and whose capital letters in his names were such an enchanting and vivid object to him that he could see it when it fell out of a person's mouth even in the dark. If one should rewrite the paragraph written already under the effect of narrator who was fond of him stood on their consciences with both feet and brazenly called him by that large title habitually, because it was a pleasure to them to do anything that would please him; and with eager and cordial malice his extensive and diligently cultivated crop of enemies gilded it, be flowered it, expanded it to the best believer. Of those two titles medic and addict-to have got addiction to flattery, the latter had the wider currency; the enemy, being greatly in the majority, attended to that. Whatever the medic believed, he believed with all his heart, and would fight for it whenever he got the chance of trivial things regarding to the subject-sexology, and if the intervals between chances of fulfilling the processes based on sexual intercourse and medical service... The aura muffling the medic grew to be irksomely wide so that every girls 18+ might turn into a insatiable lady too much avaricious to grip the male genital apparatus in the vulva-in the mating bed, and they-such respectable ladies-would invent ways of shortening the way towards the sexual revolution himself. The medic in was severely conscientious indeed, according to his rather independent lights enlightening the sexual pit of ladies suffering from hysteria, and whatever he took to be a duty he performed, no matter whether the judgment of the professional moralists agreed with his own or not. At sea-alongside the Mediterranean coasts Prof. MES SOLZHENITSOF deeply loved-in his past summer days, he had used profanity freely while slapping his genital apparatus, but as soon as he was converted he made a rule, which he rigidly stuck to ever afterward, never to use aimless sexual show except on the rarest occasions, and then only when invitation from the mating bed therein the avaricious lad caressing her silky, chestnut coloured genital area hairs-rendered or rather commanded. He had been a hard love maker at sea, but after his conversion he became a firm and outspoken tee to teller, in order to be an example to the young, and from that time forth he seldom felt dizziness; never, indeed, except when it seemed to him to be a duty-a condition which sometimes occurred to everyone at two times a year, but never as many as five times. Necessarily, such a man should be impressionable, impulsive, emotional in the ways of sexology revolution. This one was, and had no gift at hiding his feelings; or if he had it he took no trouble to exercise it-what-and he carried his soul's prevailing weather in his face, and when he entered into the mating bed the parasols or the umbrellas made of body hairs went up-figuratively speaking-according to the indications. When the soft, wry light-to lighten the lady's pit, say vulva to have been drilled and pumped by him-was in his eye it meant approval ad hoc the invitation to sexual intercourse, and delivered a benediction; when he came with a frown he heightened the mating temperature degrees.He had been a well-beloved sonny in the house of his family but sometimes a dreaded one. He had a deep affection-over new type sexual harassment targeting at the vulvae of beautiful friends of his mom-for his household and its several members returned this feeling with interest. They would have mourned over his kind of amorality, and he frankly scoffed at theirs; but both parties went on loving each other just the same. Actually he was approaching the house wherein the narrated story was taking place--out of the distance; the aunts and the culprit were moving toward the sick-chamber.

    PART I
    Chapter III

    To have been obliged to being defined in plain or rather twice platitude as classically moulded in the words the three-having got a one step higher than that " The Twos" told in the previous " a new rate after last threes named stood by the bed; the aunts austere whose pits open to be drilled and pumped by means of the male apparatus, the transgressor softly sobbing. The mother lying in the bed not for a sexual intercourse but to die as narrated by William F. turned her head on the pillow; her tired eyes flamed up instantly with sympathy and passionate mother-love when they fell upon her child if that child was female, and she opened the refuge and shelter of her arms. "Wait!" said Aunt Harriet, and put out her hand and stayed the girl from leaping into them. "Liz" said the other aunt, impressively, "tell your mother all. Purge the soul waiting for cleansing; leave nothing not to be cleaned." Standing to play the role of a baby daughter stricken and forlorn before her judges, the mating student girl18+ mourned her sorrowful tale through the end, then in a passion of appeal cried out: "Oh, mother, can't you forgive me? won't you forgive me? I am so desolate!" "Forgive you, my mating student angel? Oh, come to my arms waiting for a child of both chastity and impudence!-there, lay your head upon my breast, and be at peace. If you had told a thousand lies about your mating to be peeped by strange onlookers" As if there was a sound as before a warning-the clearing of a throat. The people there including aunts glanced up, and withered in their clothes-there stood the doctor, his face a thunderbolt induced January clouds both European and Nordic as those of Russia. Mother and child knew nothing of his presence; they lay locked together, heart to heart, steeped in immeasurable content, dead to all things else. The medic-whose capability within every kind of revolution based on sexology told already-stood many moments glaring and glooming upon the scene before him; studying it, analyzing it, searching out its genesis; then he put up his hand and beckoned to Aunt Liz and Aunt Harriet. They came trembling to him, and stood humbly before him and waited. He bent down and whispered: "Shouldn't a medic tell you that that patient ought to be protected from all excitement?" And exploded, "What the hell have you been doing? Clear out of the place?" They obeyed. Half an hour later he would appear in the parlour, serene, cheery, clothed in sunshine, conducting the mating student18+, with his arm about her waist, petting her, and saying gentle and sexual intercourse induced things to her; and she also was her hue in pinks and merry self again. "Now, then;" he said, "good-by, dear. Go to your room, and keep away from your mother, and behave yourself. But wait--put out your tongue. There, that will do-you're as sound as a nut fallen into the pit of The Beauty Of the World!" He caressed her cheek and added, "Run along now; I want to talk to these aunts." so hardly ever she went from the presence before his face clouded over again at once; and as he sat down he said: "You too have been doing a lot of damage--and maybe some good. Some good, yes such as it should have been so.According to The Mayor of the Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum that mating student girl's disease should be excessive health for her vulva had been running a fever as in typhoid or awful pig grip! He roared "They've brought it to a show-up, I think, with their insanities, and that's a service such as it is. I hadn't been able to determine what it was before." With one impulse the aunt Liz and aunt Harriet sprang to their feet, quaking with terror. "Sit down! What are you proposing to do?" "Do? We must fly to her. We...err...who would like to mate with you" The medic with an abundant sexual zest salivation in his mouth roared again, "You'll do nothing of the kind; you've done enough harm for one day. Do you want to squander all your repertory of foolish deeds and follies on a single deal ad hoc the body temperature that might have killed her already? Sit down, I tell you. I have arranged for her to sleep; she needs it; if you disturb her without my orders, I'll make your brain crashed and emptied-with a single crochet-if you've got any materials in your skull. They sat down, distressed and indignant, but obedient, under compulsion. He proceeded: "Now, then, I want this case explained. They wanted to explain it to me--as if there hadn't been emotion or excitement enough already. You knew my orders; how did you dare to go in there and get up that riot?" Aunt Harriet looked appealing at aunt Liz; she returned a beseeching look at the other--neither wanted to dance for the sake of mating with the medic or rather that unsympathetic one man orchestra induced a tango smelling vaginal mucosa secretion and semen. The doctor came to their help. He said:"Begin, aunts." while fingering at the fringes of their shawls, and with lowered eyes, both aunts said, timidly: "We should not have disobeyed for any ordinary cause, but this was vital. This was a duty. With a duty one has no choice; one must put all lighter considerations aside and perform it. We were obliged to arraign her before her mother. She had told or told not a lie and yet stand still tending to be lying about lying in the bed to mate." The crazy medic glowered upon the women a moment, and seemed to be trying to work up in his mind an understand of a wholly incomprehensible proposition; then he stormed out: "She told not she would lie to mate and tell a lie about mating! Would she? Get out you killers....get out lest God bless not our soul! I tell a million a day! And so does every medic instead of the fact that so does everybody-including you-for that matter, and yet that wasn't the one and only important thing that authorized you to venture to disobey my orders and imperil the other women's life!He gave a louder hertz to his thrilling voice: "Look here, Harriet, this is pure lunacy; that mating student girl18+ couldn't tell any lie for she had already dared to mate before very eyes of the semi official onlookers peeping a series of sexual intercourse she shared with the Twos in One-The Love Hunter so she couldn't and wouldn't tell a lie that was intended to beguile a people. That thing is absolutely impossible...ah...impossible, impossible, impossible...ah you know it yourselves both of you; you know it perfectly well." Aunt Liz came to her sister's rescue: "Harriet didn't mean that it was that kind of a lie, and it wasn't. But it was a lie." "Well, upon my word, I never heard such nonsense! Haven't you got sense enough to classify the single or rather ordinary behaviours such as belching or fating_ Could you make discrimination between white lies! Don't you know the difference between a white lie that injures not if not helps and a lie that hurts?" "All lies are sinful," said aunt Harriet, setting her doggish cheeks protruding together like an omnipotent; "all lies are forbidden." The Only Evangelist fidgeted wherein impatiently in his chair tried and went to attack this proposition, but he did not quite know how or where to begin. Finally he made a venture: "Aunt Harriet, wouldn't you tell a lie to shield your children from an undeserved injury or shame?" "No." "Not even your father or mom?" "No." "Not even your dearest friend with whom you accustom to engage in sexual intercourse in gloomily darkened places as WCs?" "No. I would not. Double not, never" The medic struggled plunged in guffaw awhile with this situation; then he shouted: "Just now you are lying to save him or them who mate you-maybe under your parents' bed from bitter pain than loving you, drilling you pit and pump the sweaty air into your dearest aperture based on sexual misery and-highly likely-grief to have been coming after, huh?"Then the medic pondered for a long time and uttered a very, very short thing: "I'm not here to save my life. No. Not even to save your lives or the life of the mating student18+." Another pause. Then: "Nor his-the soul of the love hunter or rather the leader of The Sexual revolution..." There was a hush-a silence which endured a measurable interval-then aunt Harriet answered, in a low voice, but with decision: "Nor The Sexual Revolution Leader's soul?" No one spoke for a while; then the medic make a tremendous noise : "Is it with you the same, aunt Liz that I would share the sexual zest in the remote corners of the house like W.C?" "YEP," she answered. "I ask you both why don't we call it a page from the tome of sexual revolution?" "Because to tell such either a truth or a lie, or any lie, would be a sin, and it should cost us the loss of our own souls of orgasm, ejaculation, any Goddamned satisfaction, and would, indeed, if we died of sexual taste without time to repent." He roared a laugh, "Taste and repent...Strange very strange...it could be the parole of the post modern belief." Then he asked, roughly: "Isn't such a soul as that worth saving?" Then the medic rose up, mumbling and grumbling, and started for the door, stumping vigorously as not to be lived in a real life and yet should be narrated in a novel along. Naturally for the sake of matching to the scene at the threshold he turned and rasped out an admonition: "Revolution in sexual life! Drop this mean and sordid and selfish devotion to the saving of your shabby little or rather asexual souls, and hunt up something to do that's got some dignity to it! Risk your souls while mating in the street! And risk them in the best good causes: sexual intercourse; then if you lose your genital organs over some Islamic terror attack, why should you care? The Sexual Revolution!" Therein the good old people sat paralyzed, pulverized, outraged, insulted, and brooded in bitterness and indignation over these blasphemies and yet nourishing impudent imagination ad hoc finding a remote a cosy corner in one of the big wardrobe to make masturbation. They were hurt to the area near to the anal region but not heart so that the poor old ladies, and said they could never forgive those scratching injuries a propos. "Sexual Revolution!" They kept repeating that word resentfully. "Sexual Revolution and learn to tell neither truth nor lies regarding sexual life of theirs!"If time would have slipped along, because of having been in due course a change should came over their spirits, and they might complete the human being's first duty-which would think about himself until he has exhausted the subject, then he should in a condition to take up minor interests and think of other people. This might change the complexion of his spirits as it should generally wholesomely. The minds of the two old aunts reverted to their beloved niece and the fearful disease which had smitten her; instantly they forgot the hurts their self-love had received, and a passionate desire rose in their hearts to go to the help of the sufferer and comfort her with their love, and minister to her, and labour for her the best they could with their weak hands as it had been advised by the medic, and joyfully and affectionately would wear out their poor old bodies in her dear service if only they might have the privilege. "And we shall have it!" said aunt Harriet, with the tears running down her face. "There are no nurses comparable to us, for there are no others that will stand their watch by that bed till they drop and die, and God knows we would do that." "May God be with us" said aunt Liz, smiling approval and endorsement through the mist of moisture that blurred her glasses while she reiterated their routine prayers, "God shield us... The medic knows us, and knows we will not disobey again; and he will call no others. He will not dare!" "Dare?" cried aunt Harriet, with temper, and dashing the water from her eyes; "he will dare anything-that Russian type Christian devil! But it will do no good for him to try it this time-but, laws everybody!" After all's said and done, the medic has been gifted and wise and good, and he would not think thing...The people there shouted in a high pitch chorus "It is surely time for one of us to go to that room. What is keeping him? Why doesn't he come and say so?" They caught the sound of his approaching step then the medic entered, sat down, and began to talk. "Her mom is a sick woman," he said. "She is still sleeping, but she will wake presently; then one of you must go to her. She will be worse before she is better. Pretty soon a night-and day watch must be set. How much of it can you two undertake?" "All of it!" burst from both old aunts at once.





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    NEWS FROM THE SEXOLOGY REVOLUTION

    A SCIENTIFIC NOVEL By Prof. MES* SOLZHENITSOF

    *Mustafa Erdogan Surat Mesolzhenitsy/Russian Romantic Novelist
    (See his masterpieces in GOOGLE under the Title:
    "Smashwords Solzhenitsof"


    PART II
    CHAPTER I

    Everybody's eyes flashed, and they refrained in their ready to chant chorus, with sexuality induced energy: "You do ring true, you brave old relics! And you shall do all of the nursing you can to make heart of the mating student girl18+ engaged in her historical public coitus under the roof the municipality bldg. of the Pushkin's beloved city- Erzurum to feel happiness instead of a non-sense remorse for there's none to match you in that divine positions in this world; but you can't do all of it, and it would be a crime to let you." It was grand praise, golden praise, coming from such a source, and it took nearly all the resentment out of the aged twin's hearts. "Your Harry and my old Lisa shall do the rest-good nurses both, white souls with black skins, watchful, loving, tender-just perfect aids de champ in the field of sexual revolution civil war and competent liars from the cradle... Look you! Keep a little watch on aunt Harriet; she is over healthy, and is going to be healthier." The ladies looked a little surprised, and not credulous; and aunt Harriet said: "How is that? It isn't an hour since you said she was as sound as a nut." The medic answered, tranquilly: "It was a lie." Everybody turned upon him indignantly, and moaned: "How can you make an odious confession like that, in so indifferent a tone, when you know how we feel about all forms of..." "Hush! You are as ignorant as the new Ottoman Caliph viz. The Student of the Turkish Ayatollah GULEN, both of you, and you don't know what you are talking about. You are like all the rest of the moral moles or rather The Iranian Mullahs ; you lie from morning till night, but because you would do it with your anus like mouths, but alongside your lying eyes, and your lying inflections called Islamic Terror, and your deceptively misplaced emphasis, and your misleading gestures, you turn up your complacent noses and parade before God and the world as saintly and non-smirched if not infected...remember you the Islamic Republic's 'Truth-Speaker's, in whose cold-storage souls a lie would freeze to death if it got there! Why will you humbug yourselves with that foolish notion that no lie is a lie except a spoken one, and don't shame the taciturn Islamic Terror Backing Press one should call as The Pool Media?Briefly Sexology Revolution was at the new stage has been briefed that remarked what would be based on the difference between lying and truthful explanation with one's tongue, eye and making those things with your mouth, huh? There was none; and if you would reflect a moment you would see that it is so. There isn't a human being in love that would tell truth or lie-either gross of truth or lie every second of the medic's instant discourse; and you-why, between the aunts and the girl-they should tell thirty thousand; yet you flare up here in a lurid hypocritical horror because the medic should tell that child a benevolent and sinless would like to lie to protect her from her imagination, which would get to work and warm up her blood to a fever in an hour, if somebody were disloyal enough to ones' duty to let it. Which one should probably do if one were interested in saving one's soul by such disreputable means. "Come, let us reason together. Let us examine details. When you the aunts were in the sick-room raising that service, what would you have done if you had known I was coming?" "Well, what?" "You would have slipped out and carried each other with you, wouldn't you?" The aunts were silent. "What would be your object and intention?" "Well, what?" "To keep me from finding out your guilt; to beguile me to infer that the mating student girl's excitement proceeded from some cause not known to you. In a word, to tell me a lie viz. a silent lie. Moreover, a possibly harmful one." The twin aunts coloured, but did not speak. "You not only tell myriads of silent lies, but you tell lies with your mouths directly you two." "That is not so!" "It is so. But only harmless ones. You never dream of uttering a harmful one. Do you know that that is a concession, and a confession should be accepted concession or confession induced gross lie?" "How do you mean?" "It is an unconscious concession that harmless lies might not criminal; it is a confession that you constantly make that discrimination. For instance, you declined old every neighbouring ladies' and gentlemen's invitation last week to meet those most odious ones at supper-in a polite note in which you expressed regret and said you were very sorry you could not go. It was a truth much more dangerous than a lie.Was that of the aunt and Liz and aunt Harriet as unmitigated a lie as was ever uttered? The medic renew his attack: "Deny it, aunt Harriet with another lie." Aunt replied with a toss of her head. "That will not do. Answer. Was it a lie, or wasn't it worse than a lie, say pure truth in the fantasy stained mating bed?" He threatened the aunts that if they shouldn't talk that he would give the start to a awfully delayed preface....and err.... Here you are:

    THE AWFULLY DELAYED PREFACE

    In the plain words of The Medic backing over the criticising liars The Sexuality Revolution that historical movement should based on abstaining from telling truth escaping at the same time from lying as put the underwear on aside without being in full showing the genital hairs while colour has been stolen from the cheeks of both aunts, and with a struggle and an effort they got out their confession: "Then ours was neither a lie nor the truth." He laughed, "Good-the revolution is beginning; there is hope for everybody and for you yet; you will tell neither a lie not to save your truth or rather your dearest soul friend of soul, but you will spew out one without a scruple to save yourself the discomfort of telling an unpleasant lie dangerous than truth."Then the medic rose. Aunt Harriet and Ant Liz, speaking-both-for each other, said; coldly: "We have used to tell truth in the place of mating as if making worse than to have lied; we perceive it; it will occur no more. To lie is a sin but telling truth would be worse than lying. We shall never tell none of them in any kind of uttering over any kind of wording whatsoever, even truth of courtesy or lying of benevolence, to save any one a zest of mating or an ecstasy of sexual intercourse decreed for her by God." "Ah, how soon you will fall! In fact, you have fallen already; for what you have just uttered is the truth than a lie. Welcome Sexual Revolution! One of you go to the sick-room now." After a while Twelve days the aunts were lingering in the grip of the hideous disease. Of hope for either there was little. The aged aunts looked each other white and worn, but they would not give up their posts. Their hearts were breaking, poor old things, but their grit was steadfast and indestructible. All the minutes or hours they saw the mother had pined for her mating student girl18+, and the child for the mother, but both knew that the prayer of these longings could not be granted. When the mother was told-on the first moments-that the mother's disease was something like typhoid, she was frightened, and asked if there was danger that Helen could have contracted it the day before, when she was in the sick chamber on that confession visit. The aunts told her the medic had laid the idea. It as an egg troubling to say it, although it was a truth like lie or vice versa, for she had neither believed the doctor nor themselves as it should be in every case ad hoc sufferings; but when she-the mating student girl18+ saw the mother's joy in the news, the pain in her conscience lost something of its force a result which made her ashamed of the constructive deception which she had practiced, though not ashamed enough to make her distinctly and definitely wish she had refrained from it. From that moment the mom understood that her daughter must remain away, and she said she would reconcile herself to the separation the best she could, for she would rather suffer sexual revolution than have her child's sexual happiness imperilled.That moment the mating student girl18+ had to take to her bed, happy. She grew happier during the medic's discourse. In the morning her mother asked after her: "Is she well?" asked some one...She turned cold; she opened her lips, but the words refused to come as if she lay languidly looking, musing, waiting; suddenly she turned white and gasped out: "Oh, my God! What is it? is she at the peak of happiness?" Then the poor aunts' tortured heart rose in rebellion, and words came: "NOP! Let's be comforted; she is well." The girl in ecstasy put all her happy heart in her gratitude: "Thank God for those dear words! Kiss me. How I worship you for saying them!" Aunt Harriet told this incident to Aunt Liz, who received it with a rebuking look, and said, coldly: "Sister, it was the truth it should be accepted as a lie from the point of sexology induced principles to have been available in mating bed." Aunt Harriet's lips trembled piteously; she choked down a sob, and said: "Oh, Harriet, if it was a good word it must have been a sin before or after engaging in sexual intercourse, but I could not help it. I could not endure the happy health and the happy ill misery that were in her face." "No matter. It was a lie and satisfied everybody leaving no chance to lie. God will hold you to account for it." "Oh, I know it, I know it," cried aunt Harriet, wringing her hands, "but even if it were now, I could not help it. I know I should do it again." "Then take my place with one of the aunts in the morning. I will make the report myself."Aunt Harriet clung to her sister, begging and imploring. "Don't, the mating student girl18+, oh, don't engage in any public coitus; you will kill her." "I will at least speak the truth, and inform all of your parents." Essentially in the morning she had a cruel report to bear to the mother, and she braced herself for the trial. When she returned from her mission, aunt Harriet was waiting, pale and trembling, in the hall. She whispered: "Oh, how did she take it, say that poor, desolate mother of the mating student girl18+ having been engaged in public coitus already?" Her sister's eyes were swimming in tears. She said: "God forgive me, I told her the child was well at the table reading textbooks instead of finishing the mate open to be peeped to have let the onlookers to peep her hips for over the last frequencies of that impudent sexual intercourse she would rather wriggle on the male drilling and pumping apparatus of the love hunters while she should finish the mating over him!" Aunt Harriet gathered her to her heart, with a grateful "God bless you, Liz!" and poured out her thankfulness in an inundation of worshiping praises. After that, the twos knew the limit of their strength, and accepted their fate so that they surrendered humbly, and abandoned themselves to the hard requirements of the situation. After a day or so they might have told the events based on lie instead of truth not to give any harm to the creatures in the bed of zestful mating, and confessed their sin or rather sexual good deed in prayer; not asking forgiveness, as not being in need of it, but only wishing to make record that they realized their wickedness and were not desiring to hide it or excuse it after the worldwide sexual revolution could conquer the world as a whole.For a while, as the fair young idol-the mating school girl18+ engaged in public coitus before the very eyes of the aristocrat onlookers of the Pushkin's beloved city-Erzurum peeping the semi official nuptial bedroom also thorough the semi official peephole-of the municipality building sank lower and lower, the sorrowful old aunts painted her namely the mating student girl's glowing bloom and her fresh young beauty to the wan mother, and winced under the stabs her ecstasies of joy and gratitude gave them. In the meaningful moments, while the child had strength to hold a pencil, she wrote fond little love notes to her mother, in which she concealed her engagement in public coitus; and those the mother read and reread through happy eyes wet with thankful tears, and kissed them over and over again, and treasured them as precious things under her pillow so came another minute when the strength was gone from the hand, and the mind wandered, and her key factor based on her destitution viz. her tongue babbled pathetic lacking coherences. this was a sore dilemma for the poor aunts Harriet and Liz. There were no over sympathy-notes for the mother. They did not know what to do and yet Aunt Harriet began a carefully studied and plausible explanation, but lost the track of it and grew confused; suspicion began to show in the mother's face, then in an alternating mood joyful relaxation and alarm that could be perceived easily. Aunt Harriet saw it, recognized the imminence of that very, very sophisticated situation...


    NEWS FROM THE SEXOLOGY REVOLUTION

    A SCIENTIFIC NOVEL By Prof. MES* SOLZHENITSOF

    *Mustafa Erdogan Surat Mesolzhenitsy/Russian Romantic Novelist
    (See his masterpieces in GOOGLE under the Title:
    "Smashwords Solzhenitsof"


    PART II
    Chapter II

    Aunt Harriet clung to her sister, begging and imploring. "Don't, the mating student girl18+, oh, don't engage in any public coitus; you will kill her." "I will at least speak the truth, and inform all of your parents." Essentially in the morning she had a cruel report to bear to the mother, and she braced herself for the trial. When she returned from her mission, aunt Harriet was waiting, pale and trembling, in the
    hall. She whispered: "Oh, how did she take it, say that poor, desolate mother of the mating student girl18+ having been engaged in public coitus already?" Her sister's eyes were swimming in tears. She said: "God forgive me, I told her the child was well at the table reading textbooks instead of finishing the mate open to be peeped to have let the onlookers to peep her hips for over the last frequencies of that impudent sexual intercourse she would rather wriggle on the male drilling and pumping apparatus of the love hunters while she should finish the mating over him!" Aunt Harriet gathered her to her heart, with a grateful "God bless you, Liz!" and poured out her thankfulness in an inundation of worshiping praises. After that, the twos knew the limit of their strength, and accepted their fate so that they surrendered humbly, and abandoned themselves to the hard requirements of the situation. After a day or so they might have told the events based on lie instead of truth not to give any harm to the creatures in the bed of zestful mating, and confessed their sin or rather sexual good deed in prayer; not asking forgiveness, as not being in need of it, but only wishing to make record that they realized their wickedness and were not desiring to hide it or excuse it after the worldwide sexual revolution could conquer the world as a whole. For a while, as the fair young idol-the mating school girl18+ engaged in public coitus before the very eyes of the aristocrat onlookers of the Pushkin's beloved city-Erzurum peeping the semi official nuptial bedroom also thorough the semi official peephole-of the municipality building sank lower and lower, the sorrowful old aunts painted her namely the mating student girl's glowing bloom and her fresh young beauty to the wan mother, and winced under the stabs her ecstasies of joy and gratitude gave them. In the meaningful moments, while the child had strength to hold a pencil, she wrote fond little love notes to her mother, in which she concealed her engagement in public coitus; and those the mother read and reread through happy eyes wet with thankful tears, and kissed them over and over again, and treasured them as precious things under her pillow so came another minute when the strength was gone from the hand, and the mind wandered, and her key factor based on her destitution viz. her tongue babbled pathetic lacking coherences. this was a sore dilemma for the poor aunts Harriet and Liz. There were no over sympathy-notes for the mother. They did not know what to do and yet Aunt Harriet began a carefully studied and plausible explanation, but lost the track of it and grew confused; suspicion began to show in the mother's face, then in an alternating mood joyful relaxation and alarm that could be perceived easily. Aunt Harriet saw it, recognized the imminence of that very, very sophisticated situation... Then that situation descended to the emergency, while to have made the girl pulling herself resolutely together and plucking victor from the open jaws of defeat based on the force of asexual mood or rather the farthest point of the mankind's reproduction, say, even farther than those of bisexuals, homosexuals, or the imaginative position normal sexual life if there were any. In a placid and convincing voice she said: "I thought it might distress you to know it, but Aunt Harriet spent the night at the nowhere psychologically'. Someone remarked, "There was a little party there, and, although she did not want to go, and you so sick", and another added "We persuaded her-whom indeed?-, she being young and needing the innocent pastimes of youth, and we believing you would approve. Be sure she will write the moment she comes." The mating student girl 18+"How good you are, and how dear and thoughtful for us both! Approve? Why, I thank you with all my heart. My poor little exile! Tell her I want her to have every pleasure she can--I would not rob her of one. Only let her keep her health, that is all I ask. Don't let that suffer; I could not bear it. How thankful I am that she escaped this infection--and what a narrow risk she ran, Aunt Harriet! Think of that lovely face all dulled and burned with fever. I can't bear the thought of it. Keep her health. Keep her bloom! after a while the voice continued, "I can see her now, the dainty creature-with the big, blue, earnest eyes; and sweet, oh, so sweet and gentle and winning! Is she as beautiful as ever, dear Aunt Harriet?" The voice was replied immediately, "Oh, more beautiful and bright and charming than ever she was before, if such a thing can be", and Aunt Harriet turned away and fumbled with the aphrodisiac extraction in something similar to medicine-bottles, to hide her happiness and pride. After a little, both aunts were labouring upon a difficult and baffling work in that of mating student girl's public coitus bedroom. Patiently and earnestly, with their stiff old fingers, they were trying to forge the required notes sent by the mayor of the Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum. They made failure after failure that could have throw the leaders of the sexual revolution, say The Love Hunter and The Mating Student Girl but they improved little by little all the time, and-alas!-he pity of it all, the pathetic humour of it, there was none to see; they themselves were unconscious of it for they have never seen any pair mating in the street. Often their tears fell upon the notes and spoiled them; sometimes a single malformed part of speech made a note risky which could have been ventured but for that; but at last Aunt Liz produced one whose script was a good enough imitation of Aunt Harriet's to pass any but a suspicious eye of the people around the story either as the reader or the co-authors, and bountifully enriched it with the petting phrases and loving little names that had been familiar on the girl's lips from her nursery days. She carried it to the sexual memory of hers which took it with avidity, and owned it, and fondled it, reading its precious words over and over again through ID, and dwelling with deep contentment upon its closing sexual paragraph: "mating soul darling, if I could only see you, and kiss your fingers caressing my BOOPS, and feel your arms about me! I am so glad my practicing does not disturb you. Get well soon. Everybody is good to me, but I am so lonesome without you, dear mamma." An imaginative sound echoed "The poor child, I know just how she feels. She cannot be quite happy without me; and I oh, I live in the light of her eyes! Tell her she must practice all she pleases; and, Aunt Harriet tell her I can't hear the piano of the hertz of a public coitus this far, nor hear dear voice when she sings: God knows I wish I could. No one knows how sweet that voice is to me; and to think some day it will be silent! What are you crying for? "Only because-because-it was just a memory. When I came away she was singing, 'Public Coitus' The pathos of it! It always moves me so when she sings that." "And me, too. How heartbreakingly beautiful he-the love hunter is when some youthful sorrow is brooding in your breast and she sings it for the mystic healing it brings...Aunt Harriet?" She replied, "Dear Liz?" "I am very ill. Sometimes it comes over me that I shall never hear that dear voice again."Then the mating student girl18+ shouted "Oh, don't, don't do it, and let everybody hearken me! I can't bear it!" Someone was moved and distressed, and said, gently: "There-just there-let me put my arms around you. Don't cry. There, put your cheek to mine. Be comforted. I wish to live with you instead of the very fact that I know the nonsense therein. The girl herself pitied her feeling, "What an unbearable wish it is in the urchin utterance? 'I will live with you if I can.' Hey everybody, come on and learn the fact that if there should be love in anywhere there would be nothing as living together" And another one cried, "Ah, what could she do without me! Does she often speak of me? NOP? But I know she does." "Oh, all the time-all the time!" Aunt Harriet cried, "My sweet child! O Gosh. Look at the girl...She wrote a note the moment she came home?" "Yes, the first moment. I would not wait to take off my things." Aunt Liz sobbed, "I knew it. It is her dear, impulsive, affectionate way. I knew it without asking, but I wanted to hear you say it. I remember sensible things from a senseless story therein he-the husband-petted the wife knows she is loved, but she makes her husband tell her so every day, just for the joy of hearing it as if she were willing to kill love...She used the pen this time. That is better; the pencil-marks could rub out, and I should grieve for that. Did you suggest that she use the pen?" She-who- replied, "Why she...err...it was her own idea." The mother looked her pleasure, and said: "I was hoping you would say that. There was never such a dear and thoughtful child! Aunt Harriet?" "Dear Liz?" "Go and tell her I think of her all the time, and worship her. Why you are crying again. Don't be so worried about me, dear; I think there is nothing to fear, yet." The grieving messenger carried her message, and piously delivered it to unheeding ears. The girl felt dizziness on unaware; looking up at her with wondering and startled eyes flaming with zest, eyes in which was no light of recognition: "Are you? No, you are not my mother. I want her...err..oh, I want her! She was here a minute ago I did not see her go. Will she come? Will she come quickly? Will she come now? O Gosh...There are so many houses ...and they called me to engage in public coitus just so...and everything whirls and turns and whirls...oh, my hairs covering my genital pit, a pit dear than my head!" And so she wandered on and on, in her zest, flitting from one lust induced psychology pushing fancy to another, and tossing her arms about in a weary and ceaseless persecution of something to vie...err...what vie? Say chasing viz. the lust chasing the zest, huh? Poor Aunt Harriet wetted the parched lips and softly stroked the hot brow, murmuring endearing and pitying words, and thanking the Jesus Christ of all that the mother was happy and did not know the public coitus power at all...



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