The walled city was said to be destroyed, but that didn’t explain why or how the soldier ended up there, again and again. Each time he was stationed in China, he subliminally made his way to the sinful city.
It was very real. He could see faces all over, seeking him to be their next customer for whatever they peddled. His frame would brush against and feel the dense sidewalks of bodies. His ears filled with the noises of promises and desperation, while his nose inhaled the aromas of unique and authentic savors. Walking along he was offered various promises of delight to supposedly cure his deep desires. Some were to be used by him, others were offers of themselves for his pleasure… but there was only one he was seeking.
Once their eyes met, nothing else existed. Time stood still. She was the one who satiated his appetite like no one he had ever met before. She pleased his sight with her soft body and skin. She told him what he needed to hear and offered him her body’s responses. She, was the only relief for his particular palate. She knew no specifics about him, but she freed him. With her, he was who he really was, and lived.
<K&S> Ragnar pose 2
BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: *ARGRACE* Shun
Pants: -NOeditiON- Buckle Male Jeans (Dirt) @ Men Only Monthly until Feb. 15th
Tattoo: -Nivaro- ‘Samurai’ Arrow Tattoo @ StormWood Hills Medieval Fantasy Fair