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@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; Two Young Men, Nineteen Years Old, In A Fairly Luxurious Apartment Near The Nile
[for C-Wave, with gratitude for his Beauty and Personality]
Adolescences' onsets just days apart; a
definite dislike of shoes and a tentative
interest in poetry; a lingering social
ineptness; and a demonstrated lack of
athletic skills: these---despite the
disapproval innate our authoritative
society---these aspects of us became the
attractors that led to our first naked
intimacy as desires defeated learned
fears imposed by parental indoctrination.
I wanted to lay with you in a bed of
mutual satisfactions; or on soft grass and
fragrant wildflowers in some safe place
outdoors with a commanding view of the
stars; and, after the inevitable, to be
laid together in the same sarcophagus in a
single tomb of modest proportions and---
regardless of the demands of rejected custom---
gaudy only with the joyous truth of our
love, rather than clever artwork on the walls.
Summer daylight filled Aten's temple, in
Akhetaten, as there worshipping, we broke an
ancient jar of incense together and then
exchanged rings, vows, and first married kisses.
Pharaoh, himself, pronounced us sanctified and
legal; and his Lover, Smenkhkare, invited us to
breakfast with him in his own private chambers
overlooking the temple's sumptuous gardens.
Today is the first anniversary of that, and I
offer you this gift---sheer stockings in the
style designed by Smenkhkare. Draw them on to
your feet, then up your legs, to be secured
upon your thighs. To Aten's glorious light,
they are flawlessly translucent, except for the
soft (oh yes, that is so very soft . . . the
soft opacity of the doubled weave at your
heels and toes. Look how both of us have
engorged at this first experience of your
beauty as it augments and vivifies the stockings.
Starward*Led
