I was needed. There was love, andthere was guilt in that moment, but most of all there was the desire.The desire to dance.I shrugged my shoulders. "...kay," I said.I think that most people, particularly men, do not understand how muchof femininity is in movement and gesture. I have always understood itbecause of dance. As a dancer I understand what movements of the hand,or the feet, or the body, are the signals of a woman, and what wouldlook ungainly and unfeminine in a man pretending to be a. Even though it censored herown desires. But he tried to explain to her that the road of sacrifice was worth the reward.And he didn’t want to defile her with his sins. It was how he showed his love for her.He couldn’t bear the guilt of contaminating her soul too.She knocked again, louder this time.“Gabriel, please.”He opened the door and her perfume floated over him. It was something ethereal withthe slightest hint of sandalwood, roses and skin.“Thank you for saving me a plate.” He inhaled. He. More

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