ABSTRACT
One of the men of Sodom (Q.) reported, Two of the messengers landed very near where I live, dropping out of the sky in the first wave of paratroopers. They were the first of their sort we'd ever seen and they seemed huge, dazzling. They were some sight, I tell you. Later, many more came, and quite soon we'd become, well, inured to the way they looked and the way they did things, and the excitement wore off. As it does even with the most beautiful boys. You know that. But for a short while before ... before the attack, you'd have agreed about their look, their bodies, their style. All that gear they wore, it hung off them from buckled harnesses on their backs and thighs, and ankles, even. Yet they moved unimpeded, light on their cleated boots, as if they were carrying no weight at all. It turned me on, you know.
