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Lo and I were finally in our own bed, naked under the sheets on a cool night in July, Lo rolled on her side, facing me, grabbing my cock, and she whispered in my ear, “All life is suffering. Suffering is bound to desire. Suffering can be relieved. Relief is to be found in the Noble Eightfold Path. That path is: hair, eyes, lips, breasts, navel, anus, and the union of Yoni and Lingam.” She then eased her wet pussy down on my hard cock and, on her knees with her legs straddling me, she slowly lifted and descended up and down the length of my cock. She looked down at me from that awesome height and said, “This is how I made myself cum in the zendo.” She continued, slowly, rhythmically, almost imperceptibly, with her eyes closed and her mouth barely open until her pussy gushed that divine nectar all over my cock. She barely made a sound other than her regular breathing in and out as her chest expanded and released causing the slow rise and fall of her breasts. When she was done she said, “Desire is not the devil. Desire is the bridge to deliverance. It delivers the mind back into the body. The body is not bad. The body is home, it is the temple that houses the gods. It is the seat of salvation. And pussy is not profane. It is the Holy of Holies, full of power and fecundity, worshiped the world over and worthy of that worship as the source and passageway of all life. This is my sutra.”

[Excerpt from the story, “A Red Rose in the Land of White Lotuses,” from the book, “Match, Cinder & Spark.”]

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