“Schoolboy Fantasy”

(Warning: This post contains body imagery.)
“Schoolboy Fantasy”: “In his fantasy, Skylar had the power to still the world. His inner eye saw clearly how things would work. With a mere intention, he would stop everything in the universe from continuing its wonted course. People would freeze in mid-stride; cars would stop in the middle of intersections; birds would remain aloft, wings spread, unable to continue their flight. All people, creatures, and things in the world would be paused, stopped, frozen, and, best of all, utterly unaware, as if their brains and memories had been shut off. Through this freeze-framed world, Skylar alone would be free to roam, doing as he pleased. And what he pleased to do was find Miss Haupt in the process of taking her shower. He would casually wander into her bathroom, pull back the flowered curtain, and discover this nymph of perfect curvature as still as a marble masterpiece. She would be caught in the process of soaping her underarm, with that arm raised high, fingers together and palm bent slightly backward. Her other arm would be crossed over her body with its hand holding a rose-colored bar of soap that had nearly reached its destination, that tantalizing spot in a woman’s anatomy, the indented, ever-so-slightly stubbled concavity of her armpit. Streams of water that had been running delightedly down the rondures of her body were now still, motionless, little rivers and tiny pools of liquid. Soap suds dotted her torso like bubbled clouds, unable to hide the beauty that lay beneath them. Her breasts were outthrust, conical, solid, neither too large nor too petite, with roseate nubs peeking out from the darker incarnadine of the areola. There was some soft flesh on her belly and her hips curved out slightly, enticingly, as if chiseled by an inspired master. But the magnet for his adolescent eye was her mons veneris, ever-so-slightly swollen, moist, and covered luxuriantly with curlicues of black hair that were not coarse but soft, delicate, and inviting to the touch.”

Richard Maddox

Richard Dietrich Maddox's writing focuses on the search for permanent happiness, the goal of finding paradise on earth, the attainment of human Enlightenment. His work, though fiction, attempts to convey the profound spiritual Truth passed on to humanity by Enlightened Masters. Maddox approaches spiritual wisdom from a Western level of experience, presenting characters to whom readers can easily relate, offering situations in which readers might well have found themselves. His work offers, in a style which those living in the West will find understandable, the possibility of blissful existence.

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