Konrad and Alexandra (pdf) - Rolf Gross

The Gulf of Finnland near Lisi Nos
He looked around uncertainly, their horses were standing where they had tied them up.
She was nowhere to be seen, and then he noticed her silk scarf hanging over the backrest of
her chair. He went to pick it up and found himself enveloped in a cloud of her perfume hanging
in the still air.
He followed the powerful trail of her scent down a narrow path through the woods. In a
clearing at the edge of the bluff she was standing facing the gray sea, waiting.
Vladimir put his arms around her from behind. He unbuttoned her blouse and stroked
her bare Artemis breasts, her excited nipples. The smell of her perfume. She abandoned her
head on his chest and closed her eyes.
She wore Konrad's gold necklace. He tried to unhook it. She turned around and put her
hands on his. "Don’t, my life depends on this chain."
Following the trail of her warm scent downwards, he struggled to pull down her riding
breeches. He buried his face in her black triangle. His erection had acquired such an urgency
that it left him no time.
Standing, his pants hanging over his riding boots, he practically raped her. It was over
after a few panicky thrusts. Spent and depleted he collapsed, leaning onto a tree, and staring
at his beautiful, half-nude prey.
A tear of frustration ran down her cheek. Deliberately she first took off her boots then
her pants. Dressed only in Konrad’s necklace she squatted at a distance, glowering at her
disappointing lover. "Now it is my turn. Take your boots and those silly pants off and sit crosslegged
on your coat."
He did as he was told. She crawled on her knees and hands towards him, wild
determination in her deep blue eyes.
Serious she searched his face and saw the fear in his eyes. She moved her fingertips
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