The Seal Of Vengeance

July, 1957

The Seal of VengeanceI Left The Club Early; the officers were playing cards for high stakes. It was evening, but the torrid heat made one think the sun was still shining. I found Pudica scarcely dressed, her shoulders exposed to the breeze which seemed to burn them. Her arms were bare, those beautiful arms into which I had bitten so many times during moments of emotion, and which tasted as sweet as a strawberry. Her hair, heavy with heat, tumbled on her bronzed neck, and she was ravishing thus....