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        "Theywereafterhim．YouwokemeupjustasIwasgoingtosavehimandbringhimbae．Oh,whydidyouhavetowakeme?"

        "Besensible，girl．KingDimitriisawonderfulmaakeself．Howcouldhebepursuedbybadmen?"saidAishatenderlyarrangingthegirl’sruffledhairwithherfingers．DornahadbeenphercarebyDimitriwhenhebroughthertotheKingdomofDreamsandAishahadanalmostmotherlyloveforthisunprincipledbutsoverylovablewaif．Dornawasnowagrownupgirl，andsinceshehadneverknownthewarmthofamother’slove，sheexuberatedunderAisha’scareandalwaysactedlikeachildbeforeher．Nowshepoutedlikeaspoiltchild，

        "It’sallyourfault．YouwokemebeforeIcouldsavehimandbringhimhome．Nowhe’sgoneagain!"

        "Timeforyourmathcss,Dorna．Whereareyourshoes?"

        "Idon’tliketowearshoes．Idon’tlikematheither!"

        "OK!We’llreadhistoryihen.”Sosaying，thetwoleftforthestudyandStephaus，AngelidSamantharetiredtotheirrooms．Thegreathallresumeditsmajesticsilence．

        InthisPaceofDreams,timeslippedbysilentlyasthesandthroughthelongslenderfingersofabeautifulwoman,oraspainstakingasthehsssetinthequietdeeprecessesofanapace．Whatistime?Whatsignificedoesithave?Thosesleaperingfingerswhichbelongtoalonelywomanonthebeach，pyingidlywiththesandortoyingwiththeclustersofweeds．Herfragranceisdifferentfromthatofflowersorratheritisanartificialperfume．Herbodytemperatureisdifferentfromtheheatofthesunshine．Sandslipsslowlythroughherfingersastheydointhehssofaimes．Toknowthemeaningandsignifie，weshouldperhapsknowwhatisonhermindasshenguidlytoyswiththeweedsorwatchesthesandslipthroughherslenderfingers．

        Dimitrisatyawningandstretghimself．Therefleofthefieryautumnsunfilteredintohisdipidatedshelter．Itwastooearlytogooutyet．Dr．ElinaGelbartwouldnotbehometilfterdark．Aswastheusualcaseafteragoodnap,Dimitrifelthispenisharden．Itgavehimahappy,fortablefeelingbecauseitmeanthewasstillphysicallystroretchedandsaid，

        "Suchislife!Thisiswonderful!"Abigfatmousewhichlivedinamouseholeintheshelteralsowokeupandpokedhisheadout．LikeDimitri，seeingthesun，itkwastooearlytogolookingforfood,soitcloseditsbeadyeyesabacktosleep．Inthissociety，Dimitriwaslikethemouse，uselessbutalsoharmless．Hethenthoughtofthecigarettegirl，Dorna．ShewasnowinhisKingdomofDreamswithpeopletolookafterher．Sheshouldbesafeandhappy．Butthatwomanwhosesleaperingfingersyingwithweedsandsand,whowasshe?AtDimitri’sage，hewasnumbtoloveanditspassions．Tohim，theyweremeaningless．Butheretaihelustyanimalneedsofsexaddedwithhumanfantasy-anicchemicalreas-whichwereinstilledintohimatbirth．Hispeniswasstillhardandstraightasadrytwig．Inaimespeoplerubbedtwodriedstickstogethertoproducefire．Wouldhispenisburstintofmesifherrubbedittinuously?AtDimitri’sagehewasnumbtothepassionsofromanticlove，thoughheretaihoselustyanimalneedsforsex,coupledwithhumanfantasy,thanic,chemieedswhichwereinstilledintohimatbirth．Hedidnotrequireactualfulfillmentofhisdesires．Acertaindegreeofimpulsewasenoughtokeephisfleshbodyinastateofhappihebranchesdidnothavetoberubbedtilltheyburstintofmes．AtDimitri’sage，loveanditspassionsweremeanihoughhestillretaihelustyneedsofanimalimpulseswithwhichallmenwereborn．Animalsdonotuandthepleasuresoftheascetic．Themouseholewasanook，likethemiddleoftheletterY．Toperpetuateitsspecies，itneededsex．Dimitriwonderedhowlongheaintainhispresentphysicaldition．Perhapsonedayhetoowouldbelikethedriedupbranch,withnofantasyofloveorsexualdrive．Hewouldthehepleasuresoftheascetic.As,theascetidtheuninhibitedbothstimutethefleshbodyandmakeithappy．Dimitrithenthoughtofthevegetationworld．Sexlesspollinationwouldmakelifesimpleandisperhapsthereasevity．Ifonlytreescouldthink,itwouldbeideal．Ifpartofatreehadthefacultyofthinking,itcouldfindjoyinptingthesereranquillityofnatureandlivehundredsofyears．Thatwouldbewonderful.Butalso，vegetationhasnothought．That’sthefwthatmarsitsperfe．However，Dimitrithoughthewassatisfiedtobewhathewas-afleshandbloodmammal!Heyawnedagain．Itwasstilltooearly,bettergobacktosleepandseeifaingdreamswouldetohim．Hispeniswasstillhardasabrandasstraight．

        Aishasatreadingatherwhiteiniddeskgildedingold．Dornawasquietlytakingoutandthumbihebooksinthebookcasesthatlihewallsoftheroomfromfloortoceiling．Herpinksocksweresoundlessonthepinkcarpet,onlytheflippingofthepagesbroketheserenesilence．OccasionallyAishawouldgnceupfromherreadingtoseewhatDornawasdoingandsmileather．

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