The following list provides definitions for some of the more common terms.Ībortion – termination (end) of a pregnancy. So pink, girlish pink.Like all areas of medicine, pregnancy and childbirth has a number of specialised terms, many of which you will hear during your own pregnancy and labour and the birth of your baby. I took her breasts in my hands, enchanted by their smallness, their delicacy. One lapse in my will, one drifting into pride in my physical self, and the hair had come. No, she said.Bring it back I couldn't quite figure this out, why the hair had come of its own, but that was the whole story so far, my body came on its own, and in its own form.
SONONYM FOR BREATHING ROOM FREE
I kissed her and held her, my hands free and rough over her thighs and stealing into the secret crevice, to feel there the firmness of a young woman's secret body. Instead I let her bury her face in the hair of my chest, and kiss my nipples, and the pleasure went right to my loins. I took a long breath, feeling the toll of all this changing and magic, but I was as hard as a statue for her.
She tugged at my hair, and kissed me with her eyes closed, all over my face, and quite suddenly I realized with a shock that my beard and mustache were on my face.Īnd you were the last thing, she breathed into my ear, her hands clawing gently at my back.You were the last thing she saw. What was the point of warning her that I might dissolve in the process? I was going to do it. I brought my fingers to my nostrils.īut I had to do it. It was like fruit between her legs, like peaches or plums, it was just wet enough. It worked even more swiftly and completely than last time. The angles of her face were tight and delicate and precise in the dimness. Her silver-and-black hair made a rumpled mass down her back and displayed a long neck. She sat up on the bed, her breasts amazingly firm, and the pink nipples turned up. Only her words would hold sway with me now, and only because I would defer to her. Those things preserve, I said,but you make the beauty.Ī savage strength rose in me, the realization that I had her completely at my mercy, this precious creature, and that no words from anyone could command me away from her. She reached for buttons, but I gestured there was no need. Let me see you without your clothes, she said. It was not that the death attracted me it was that it made her all the more precious, something to be lost in a moment. For the first time I heard a waterfall, its gentle trickle, and then I listened to the sound of water touching leaves, but my body was an engine of desire, and what drove me was her naked breasts, rather small, with the pink nipples of a girl, and the smell of death, rising sweet like a crushing lily. I kissed the calves of her legs, her thighs. I had my hands beneath her small backside, and cuddled it.
Sweet God, she whispered, kissing me all over my face.
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