Book1:TeDream-Maker
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hichseemedtobesingingandswayinginchorus．Mrs.Loveopehefrontdoorandcalledout， "Dimitri!Dimitri!eonioftherain.You’reallwet．Doyouwanttocatchcold?"Dimitrilookedupatthedarkenedskiesandprain．Theraindropswhichhithisfacehardandchthimbacktoreality．Hefelthisclothesgingtohisbody,wetandunfortable．Butwheeppedintothehouse,themirageofhisdreamscameiherwithhim． 6 "Don’tyouknowit’sraining,Dimitri?" "Itwasn’traininginmyKingdomofDreams.” "Wherewereyou?" "Eh...Iwastoobusytratingonthepruningtonoticetherain，Iguess.”Mrs．LoveknewDimitriwasinhisetricmoodagain,immersedinhisdaydreams,soshesaidmildly, "Anyway,you’dbettergetoutofthosewetclothesandtakeashower,orelseyou’llreallycatchacold.” "Yes，ma’am,"saidDimitridocilelyandfollowedherintothebathroom．"Idon’treallymindcatgcold.”hethoughtasherememberedhisboyishpranks．Hewouldholdhotwaterinhismouthandruntowardstheschoolic．Atthedoor,hewouldspititoutandgototheyoungnurse,piningofabadheadache．Theakinghistemperatureandthinkinghehadahighfever,wouldbeexceptionallytenderandkindtohirs.Lovelikedtowearcasualclotheswhenshewasathome,soshewasinasuitofredsandwhiteslippers． "LeaveyourwetclothesihroomandI’llwashthemforyou.” "No,Mrs.Love，I’tletyoudothat．I’llwashthemmyself.” "It’sokDimitri，youdon’tknowtheetricitiesofmywasheranddryerasIdo．Putonthekimonowhenyou’rethrough.” "Thankyou,ma’am.” 6 AsDimitrishoweredandtheredhiswholebody,histhoughtsremainedonhiskindandsideratehostess．Hethoughttohimself, "Hersmileisgesomehowitdoesn’tquitereachhereyeswhicharesadandwistful．Sheissupassionatewoman．IfIcouldbegedtoamanthesizeofanindexfinger，I’dbewillingtomakemyhomeinthepocketsofhersants．Whenshebendsherclosedkositdown，I’dbeledinthenookofthewarmest,softestandmostprivatepartofherbodylikeginselinginthedeeprecessesofthemountains，partakingoftheessehesunandthemoon.”Butthen，hesppedhimself．Sudetfantasyrofanitytothewomanwhohadbeensokindtohim．Hefinishedhisshoutonthekimono．Asheturogo,thefshofhisrefleinthemirrorarrestedhisattention．Hehadn’tseenhimselfforalongtimeandhadalmostfottenwhathelookedlike．Hestoppedtoptehimself．Hestaredathisownrefleaasifitwasthatofastranger,notquitehimself． "ImustremembertoprojectmyimageintomybrainbeforeIbeeblind,”hethought． AsDimitriturheknobahebathroomdoor,hecamefacetofacewithMrs.Lovewhowasjustiofknog．Theysmiledateachotherailyexpihatshejustwaolethimknowdinnerwasalreadyoable．Dimitriwatchedasshepickedupthewetclothesonthefloorandputthemintothewashingmaeintheundryroomothebathroom．Theskirts,blousesandotherwomen’sapparelweresoakinginthewasherandDimitrifeltitwasanhonortohavehisclotheswashedtogetherwithhers．Sheledhimtothediningroomandsaid， "I’mosoIwon’tkeepyoupany.I’mgoingtotakeashowertoo．MakeyourselfathomeDimitri,andenjoyyourdi’sallforyou.”Sheturnedaupstairs． Dimitrilookedatthesumptuousfeastspreadbeforehimafamished.Theansofhiswholebodyweregouttohisbrainforreplenishment．Hisbrainandedhishandsaogetreadytoservehisfleshbody,whichwasatoolforepicureanenjoyment．Dimitrith