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To: Rainy_Day_Woman who wrote (12636)	9/18/2002 4:17:29 PM
From: Druss	of 12754

The Power of Love In my younger days love did not seem to be as common a topic as lust. We were pretty sure love existed, and some of us thought that if you said you were in love you might gratify your lust. Generally though we viewed lust as all consuming and to be the hormonal engine of existence. Time gives us a chance to look at things from a different perspective. I got involved with a lady named Molly. She is a gentle sort with blond hair, big blue eyes and is obviously very taken with me. And that is where lust comes in. Lust that hormonal fire burning with almost unquenchable intensity. Molly has a friend Melissa. Melissa is the sensual ideal of every male who ever lived. She has a face and figure designed and intended for a goddess. I met Melissa at a party recently and she was acting really interested. Intensely so. Now ones thoughts do tend to focus on such occasions and intriguing questions arise, questions like: 'Wonder what Melissa would be like if I were to get alone with her?' That question came up repeatedly long after the party was over. It was still bubbling strongly when I came in the kitchen and Molly was just finishing filleting some salmon. She washed her hands and hugged me and said: "You know Darling I love you so much, I really do." "Thank you Honey." "Melissa has the hots for you, you know?" "She does? [Bad sign if these things are that obvious.] "She does, you may not have seen it but I know her. I know she is really stunning and I really do understand if you get attracted to her. [This was looking like a turn for the better.] I do love you so though." "Molly, I wouldn't want to do anything that would hurt you." [However if this won't hurt that much.] "I do worry about my jealousy of you though. I was just thinking about that woman that got mad at her husband, Lorena Bobbit and I could never do that. Amputation is so horrible." "I think so too." [To say the least, I like millions of other males ended up in a fetal position the first time I heard that story. A relief to hear that my Darling was not contemplating that move.] "I know I could never do that, besides they sewed it back on. I would skin it." I don't recall the rest of the conversation. I am certain I swore my undying loyalty. I meant it too. It is interesting to think on it, that lust I saw as all consuming just faded. Just wilted before the intensity of her love. Even now when I chance to think of Melissa I think of Molly standing there in front of me her big blue eyes so solemn and sincere, and that is all I can think of, the simple power of her love...well that and the deft way she was filleting that salmon. Druss

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