'By Zeus' exclaimed Alexander

'By Zeus' exclaimed Alexander on hearing the unkown voice coming from the depths of his own room. He put his hand to his word and went in. 'It's not that sword yu'll be wanting to thrust into me,' said the voice. And there before him, sitting on his bed, was a stunningly beautiful girl he had never seen before. 'Who are you and who gave you permission to enter my room?' He asked. 'I am the surprise that your father, King Philip, has organized for you. My name is Pancaspe.' 'I am sorry, Panscape,' replied Alexander, pointing to the door, ' but if I wnanted this type of surprise I'd be quite capable of organizing it for myself. Farewell.' The girl got to her feet, but ratherbthan moving towards the door, with a flick of her wrist she undid the hooks that held her peplum and stood there before Alexander, naked except for a pair of leggins made of silver ribbons. Alexander's arm, which an instant previously had been raised to indicate the door. Fell limply to his side and speechless, he feasted his eyes on her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life, so beautiful she took his breath away and made the blood rush through his veins. Her neck was soft and smooth, her shoulders straight, her breasts firm and erect, her thigts shapely and smooth as though sculpted from Paros marble. He felt his tongue go dry against his palate. The young woman moved closer, took him by the hand and led him towards the bath chamber. 'May I undress you?' she asked as she began inhooking his chiton and his military cloak, his chlamys. 'I'm worried that leptine will be furious and that...' Alexander began to stutter. 'Perhaps, but you will certainly be happy and satisfied. I assure you.' The Prince was now also naked and the girl clung to him with all her strentgh, but as soon as she felt the extent of his remarkable action she pulled away and led him into the bath. 'It will be even better in here.You'll see.' Alexander acquiesced and se began to stroke him with a skill and dexterity that up until that moment had simply been unimaginable for him. She excited him almost to the point of climax and then retreated delicately to begin her caresses again in more marginal areas of his body. When she felt that he was truly exploding with excitement she slipped out of the bath and went to lie down on the bed, dripping perfumed water under the golden light of the lamps. She opened her legs and the young man dived on her, but she whispered in his ear, 'That must be how you use the battering ram when you have to bring down the walls of a city. Let me be yous guide here and you¡ll see---' Alexander let her take the lead and he felt himslef sinking into pleasure like a stone into a water, a pleasure that greww stronger and more intense until the explosion came. But Panscape still wanted more and she began to stimulate him again with her moist, burning mouth before she mounted him and took the lead once more, sloly this time, in their second dance of love. And that night the young Prince understood that pleasure could take him a thousand times higher than his experience with Leptine's rough and ingenious lovemaking. From the book: Alexander: Child of A Dream. By Valerio Massino Manfredi. Translated by Iain Halliday