WHAT?
A Monaco, in an unspecified time, went out early in his cell. It was winter and the dawn was still far away. From adjacent cells emerged three other men, two young and elderly. It went great in the classroom - too big for so few people - in silence. Let everyone or on behalf of the prayers recited in the morning. The rest of the world had forgotten them and they had forgotten the rest of the world.
Man Senior repeated the ritual for many years. The gestures had become mechanical, reassuring. He had known the founder of and believed in him. Or so he seems to remember. Lately, his memory becomes weaker, his faith creaks. But he can not get to ask questions. If they did not know how to respond would not know where to go, his life is all within the walls.
The blond man knows the truth. The always wise and it has never doubted. He knows that humanity lives in sin, basks in it and foolishly refuses to follow the Way. But they can not be cured, he must perform the rites - would be lost without. Her look is fierce and elegant. But hard.
He frail man When he turned, before entering the inner circle of the congregation, was lost, madly for a girl. Letizia was called and the name brings the promise, as reciprocated the sentiment. Celibacy was not required - but she was an infidel. He did not believe in rituals that would have enabled it to reach the one true God blond man knew his duty to remind the Monaco, the guilt became unbearable. Today, man is weak as it was then. Pray, and only very rarely think of the woman.
The other is little more than a boy. He has not yet learned to keep his mind to ask questions. It turns distracted while reciting the rituals and, covertly, to punish himself, biting his tongue. He knows that must listen to them, they are recommended by the Enemy. His young age
claim that desires are their own, but soon - to have guaranteed - learn how to defeat them. Finally be able to save his soul.
HOW?
Along the road that leads the country with a prostitute shaking with cold. The night was long and exhausting. He did not choose what he does, just not able to oppose it. When the man comes close is the experience of many years ago that conduct negotiations without participation, without fear or embarrassment.
a common man, no longer young but not old, educated and well dressed, something hits it. You could say handsome but not with the sadness that veils the face. It is so long and respectful and she does not remember being treated with respect. Undress, he takes her left hand and kisses her. She shivers, then looks into his eyes. While salt on him and accompanies him to himself, decided to offer something that has not paid. Something that is not for sale. She kisses him.
The kiss lasted a long time, the arms wrap around his shoulders in need of affection. Long minutes, one inside the other, in which it is relegated to slow movements, almost forgot. For whatever magic they have forgotten their roles. Orgasm catches them unprepared, but do not separate. They are still embraced until dawn.
Sunlight illuminates the two faces relaxed, grateful for a small gesture of love, you greet in silence.
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