Book1:TeDream-Maker
书迷正在阅读：趣味小文 , 将上立男 , 哥哥别跑 , 机战：全金属风暴 , 为自己选定he结局 , 制服（校园1V1 SC H） , 镇魂街之无限宠爱 , 这个英雄坏事做尽 , 【双性攻】行星夜泳 , 半兽人与暗精灵 , 双性受在海棠市相亲之后 , 特蕾莎（np 姐弟 高H）
heavenistheultimatebliss,wherenooneworksackfornothing．Everyonehasfood，hesandliveleisurely．Liveleisurely?Whygotoheavenforthat?Iliveleisurelyenoughhereoh!Iwoheyvoteinheaven，whothechiefexecutiveisandoliticalsystemtheyhave．Dotheyhaveintricatewslikewedo?Dotheyhavewars?Iftheydon’t,whatdotheydo?Justloafaround?OrisheavenlikeahugemonasterywhereeveryonelivestheaustereandSpartanlifeofmonks?Nooneeverdiesthereandeveryooliveooeternity．Isn’tthatablife?OrperhapsheavenislikealuxuriespadmysweetmotherAmaliaislivingtherelikeaqueen,wearingexquisitesilkdressesembroideredwithgoldenthreads，surroundedbyherdies-in-waiting．Musicwouldbepyedbyroyalmusiswhilefragranceofrareinsestedhersurroundings．Intoxicatedbythemusic,shewouldinvoluntarilyrisetodance，herbeautifundvoluptuousfiguregracefusthewillowswayinginthebreeze．Butno,thatmaynotbepossible．Sheleftthisworldiricchair．Wouldshebeabletoehegatesofheaven?” Dimitrishookhisheadandcamebacktorealitythinking “No,I’mfantasizingagain.IfAmaliawereliving,she’dbeasilver-hairedfeebleoldwomaninhersevehere’snowayshe’dbeabletodancegracefullyasawillow．Howdoesonegrowold?Isitthesprihatblowsyearafteryear,mperceptiblyblowingawayyouryouthandyourstrength，addingwrinklesandsilverhair?”Hesuddenlyrememberedapictureheoncesawinamagazineaboutamurdercasewhereawomanhadbeendismembered．Thepolicecollectedthepartsofherbodyandputthemintobiggsstainersofformaliheywouldbekeptasevidehouteverdeteriorating．Oainerhadagradcurvaceousarminit，anotheraperfectlyformedandwellproportioheostruckhimmostwasthetaihthehead，wherethesadtenanceseemedtstillforshecouldneverbeputtogetherandmadewholeagain．Ifalivingpersonreservedinitperhapsshewouldneverageandherbeautywouldliveonforever．Dimitriughedathimselfhalf-hysterically．I’mgettingweird．Apnezoomedoverhead． Dimitrisuddehathisbdderwastoofull，soheslippedintoaclumpoftreesago．Theflowwentonandonandsurprisedhimbythequantityofurinehehadbeenholdingin．Suddenlysomethingthathadbeentroublinghimsincehisyouthcametomind．"Thedesignofaman’sbodyisnical，"hethought．"Whyisaman’ssexualansandhisurinatingahesame?Theyshouldbeintwoseparatepces．Butwhereshouldthesexualahehead?No,that’stooexposed．Iwouldputitonthehand,likeasixthfinger．No，thatwon’tdoeither．Itwouldhamperthehandthathastodoheavymanualworksometimesandthatwouldhurtthepeniswhichissosensitive．Ohwell，Isupposetheinaldesignisthebest．Itkillstwobirdswithoosocarriedawaywithhisthoughtsthathestoodtherefingeringhispenis,fettingtoputitbatohistrouserslongafterhehadfinishedurinating． Leavingtheclumpoftrees，Dimitritinuedonhisway．Heraisedhisheadandsawthatnotfarawayfromhimabedofblood-redroses,brilliantandgeous,werebloomingvigorously．Hereproachedhimselffornotnotigthemearlierduringhiswalksaroundtheke．Itwouldhavebeenapityifhemissedthemintheprimeoftheirbeauty，hethought． "Iwillsleepheretonight"hedecided．”Itisspringnow，soitshouldoocold．IfIcouldleavethisrealworldbehindmeandlieforeverinmydreamnd，theidealretreatwouldbeamidtheseexquisiteroses.”Sleepingalonightintheparkbroughtwithitassociationofghosts．Whenhe