From
Fire of Forgotten
Gods...
"I
am with you. I will
never be sad with
you!" They kissed
passionately. She
clamped his neck with
her elbows, and then
briefly turned to the
altar. The colonel
clasped her smooth hips.
"But
we can't do this!"
She resisted him.
"Not here, before
God's face!"
"Right
here, before God's
face!" The colonel
pressed against her with
male determination.
-
The
Germans sat in the jeeps
in front of the church
and smoked cigarettes.
It was high time to go
away with that stolen
Thing.
They
were suddenly horrified.
A couple of dull shots
sounded from the church.
Everybody's eyes turned
towards the entrance
door. In its frame
appeared the expected
figure of the stout
colonel. He was just
buttoning up his pistol
holster.
He
jumped onto one of the
jeeps.
"Drive
off!" he commanded
to the others.
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