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LESSON-1-2
LESSON-3
LESSON-4.1
LESSON-4.2
LESSON-5.1
LESSON-5.2
LESSON-6.1
LESSON-6.2
LESSON-7.1
LESSON-7.2
LESSON-7.3
LESSON-8
LESSON-9
LESSON-10.1
LESSON-10.2
LESSON-11
LESSON-12
LESSON-13.1
LESSON-13.2
LESSON-14
LESSON-15.1
LESSON-15.2
Contraception
The Sex Life of the Gods. Michael Knerr. CHAPTER-1
CHAPTER-2-3
CHAPTER-4
CHAPTER-5-6
CHAPTER-7-8
CHAPTER-9-10
CHAPTER-11-12
CHAPTER-13-14
CHAPTER-15-16
CHAPTER-17-18-19

fumbled for the button, inside the door, that would switch on the 

lighted walls. When he found it, he closed the door and flicked on the 

lights. He stared at the inside of the room in amazement. 

 

She was lying on the bed, with her golden hair falling about her 

shoulders like a waterfall of sunlight, and her lips pulled back over 

white teeth to smile at him. But he was stunned, frozen to the spot. 

 

"Jela," he whispered, in shock. 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER FOURTEEN 

 

 

For a moment, she didn't move and, in the silence, he allowed his eyes 

to finger her. 

 

Beneath the blond tumble of hair, her blue eyes watched him, her lips 

toying with a bemused smile. She wore the odd toga-like dress that had 

recently become popular among the women on the home planet; it was a 

white color, trimmed in a pale blue that went well with her hair, but 

Lors hardly noticed it. His eyes were fixed upon the twin lift of her 

breasts as they fought against the material. 

 

She swung her long, curved legs to the floor, a momentary flash of 

creamy flesh showing at her thighs, and stood up. She came to him on 

slippered feet, whispering against the floor and stopped before him, her 

breasts faintly brushing the material of his tunic. 

 

"I thought I'd never get here, darling." Her voice was soft and warm. 

Sex, love and desire hung in her words; the emotion dripped from her 

voice the way water falls from the roof of a cave, giving her tone a 

throaty huskiness that started the blood racing in his veins. Yet she 

held herself back, restrained her urge to fling herself into his arms. 

It was a game with her, one she had always played. "Did you miss me?" 

She asked. 

 

He nodded, unable to trust his voice. It would crack, he knew it would. 

He would be able to say nothing beyond a mere croak. Too much was 

happening, too damned fast. It was almost impossible to keep up with it 

all. 

 

"Well," she mused. "I realize you're stunned to see me, but you ought to 

kiss me. At least, that." 

 

He reached out his hands slowly, feeling the tremble begin in his 

fingers as he closed them over the softness of her upper arms. A drum 

began pounding in his temples as he touched her, a flashflood ripped 

through his veins, and his stomach churned like a storm. He brought his 

mouth down slowly against hers and felt her lithe body flatten up 

against him the way a candle melts against a sheet of hot metal. 

 

Her mouth was a pliant sweetness that shoved all his thoughts of Terra 

into the back of his mind; her body trembled against the lean hardness 

of his in a shiver of passion. The very touch of her tongue against his 


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