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He & he

Now the clocks chimed, first in relay, then in unison.
'If you could, Love,' said the King.
Against the wall on the landing's carpeted plateau stood a chiffonier the size of a medieval fireplace. This now began to turn, to slide outwards on its humming axis. And in came He Zizhen, greatgranddaughther of concubines.
Love bade her welcome.

When the clocks chimed again He began to undress. This would take her some time. The King, already naked, lay helplessly on the chaise-longue, like a child about to be changed. As she removed her clothers He caressed him with them, and then with what the clothes contained. He touched him. He touched He. He was hard. He was soft. He touched him and he touched He.
There came a ping, a vibration, from the chandelier.

^{Martin Amis, in Yellow Dog}

Publicado por dolphin.s em novembro 27, 2004 11:09 AM