He then pulled down his briefs and his semi-erected penis sprung up. He could see that Sylvia's eyes were fixated on his dick, and he started stroking... it, getting it ready for the fun ahead.When the young soldier's prick was hard and ready, Sylvia saw that it was of a normal size. He quickly put his condom on and then moved towards Sylvia."Please ... don't!" Sylvia said with a hoarse throat."So, she is still alive," the young soldier said chuckling. "Well, if you had given me some fun. An animal force that Growls in it’s need to use the part of itself to keep the song alive. The heart does not fade, it grows stronger. Life blood, the essence of power within the universe, flows into the decimated, war-torn veins. No life can withstand this need, this acidic burn. It summons the song within the heart and brings it into full bloom, making the near cadaver kick with sudden, new, pain. Life flows greedily into the being that summoned it so desperately. Water, life. Blue life.. And her deep blush extended to the entire area of her body that was open to my vision. Jesus wept.Suddenly, again in the present time, I could only wonder: how could it be that a woman whose body was covered by a dress that exposed so little flesh — the top of her full bosom, her neck, her throat, her hands, her wrists — could seem so much more erotic than the virtually nude posturing of the slatterns who constitute what passes for modern eroticism?Knowing there was no rational answer to my. If I do, we will fight and you will die."Jonas' face went white with shock and then anger. With a wild yell, he launched himself at me from the porch. It was a mistake. I let him launch and then flipped him over my shoulder. He landed solidly on his head. There was a crack and he went limp.Josef had been beside him and was pale. He said, "Please accept me as your man. I will fight for you to death." I will consider your request. There is much to be done. Help for now and I will make a decision.