Herve Leger Skirts

goldpolo · Wysłany: Wto 11:34, 29 Mar 2011 Temat postu: Herve Leger Skirts

e her in their arms,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and hold her to their breast, and give her rest, pure,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], deep, healing rest. Oh, why wasn't there somebody to take her in their arms and fold her safe and perfect, for sleep. She wanted so much this perfect enfolded sleep. She lay always so unsheathed in sleep. She would lie always unsheathed in sleep, unrelieved, unsaved. Oh, how could she bear it, this endless unrelief, this eternal unrelief.Gerald! Could he fold her in his arms and sheathe her in sleep? Ha! He needed putting to sleep himself -- poor Gerald. That was all he needed. What did he do, he made the burden for her greater, the burden of her sleep was the more intolerable, when he was there. He was an added weariness upon her unripening nights, her unfruitful slumbers. Perhaps he got some repose from her. Perhaps he did. Perhaps this was what he was always dogging her for, like a child that is famished, crying for the breast. Perhaps this was the secret of his passion, his forever unquenched desire for her -- that he needed her to put him to sleep, to give him repose.What then! Was she his mother? Had she asked for a child, whom she must nurse through the nights, for her lover. She despised him, she despised him, she hardened her heart. An infant crying in the night,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], this Don Juan.Ooh, but how she hated the infant crying in the night. She would murder it gladly. She would stifle it and bury it,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], as Hetty Sorrell did. No doubt Hetty Sorrell's infant cried in the night -- no doubt Arthur Donnithorne
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