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| It was a room high above the city, an island of space and time where five men planned to give themselves over to the mysteries ingrained in the womb. In their hearts they had become brothers—within the privacy of four walls they would be five nervous men on the threshold of an age-old fantasy. Together in secrecy they would explore the compatibility of their minds and bodies, knowing very little of each other, yet more than the rest of the world would ever know. FIVE MARRIED MEN ... from chapter 11 Read Chapter One |
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| Ethan looked at the Luger, dazed. He could see it in his own hand, feel its deadly weight; yet it still took a few moments to catch up with the changing events. Then it dawned on him. This German was determined to win their trust. Ethan lifted his eyes and saw a disarming smile. He stared, and in spite of the uniform, the image of an enemy infantryman melted away. Again he saw a man, well-trimmed blond hair, narrow face and nose, and those thin smiling lips that electrified his personality; a man in whose chest beat a heart just like his own. He saw an alert posture and clear white skin that suddenly seemed warm and supple. Then the image of this same man standing nude came to his mind, humiliated, angry and in pain; the man that had stirred instincts long ago born, long ago recognized and affirmed. From THE PARTISANS Read Chapter One |
