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 prison grown large to restrainThis sweet and simple, gentle brainWhich longs with every coarse. ”“Good, that gets the ‘nobody else has been in your pussy’ concern out of the way too. I think all we need to do is get you some leverage so that Roger can’t complain when you have some fun. I think that once he finds out what it will do to your libido and how he will reap the benefit of it, he will be on board for sure. I actually wish I’d done that with my first husband because I still like the guy and I still screw him every once in a while.”“Okay, hot stuff, how do you propose we pull this. But they's uh clinic on campus; I'll get checked out there." Cool." Alex looked at the clock. "What time we meetin' yo' chick?"I look at the clock, "SHIT! Now."We run - well, walk very fast to the main dining hall. I don't see her. I tell the maître d' that we're waiting for someone and we hang around the door.What if she changed her mind? Or if she been there and left already. I don't know her cabin number - I don't even know her last name."Oow. Nice dress." Beth comments."Hot Granny." Alex.Read More
