Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that leers,This mottled nose, protruding ears:A. ’ Phillip moved his eyes down her torso looking closely at the erect nipples protruding from her chest and down over her naval at the longish curly hair spilling out of the top of her panties. He placed both hands on her stomach and moved them down until his fingers slid under the elastic of her panties and nestled in her soft downy pubes. After several long seconds he removed his hands and looked back up at her eyes. ‘I think your problem is most likely constipation. I’ll give you a cathartic.Read More
