Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA f...owered 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 heartbeatSurroundings dainty and petite.BODY: Who says that I'm some jail. What if there are more? We need to regroup and figure out whats going on! Fuck! I snarled. Her hand was soft on my hand, calm. She was always too cautious, but she was usually right. We evacuate to the bunker. My anger died to a cold simmer. The gall of these Monks and Nuns to challenge us. Once weve regrouped, Ill make them realize the error of their mistake. Ill enjoy crushing them beneath my boot. Well make them pay, she whispered, her hand stroking my arm. Theyll suffer for every member of. Once we had eaten, Ann stood up and said that we needed drinks, and asked Sarah if she fancied a walk to the shop.Sarah offered me to go with Ann instead as she wanted to stay in the shade for a bit. I wasn’t sure of her motives, but off I duly went with Ann. On the way, she said how Sarah had been telling them about our mistake.She went on telling me they loved how we had just embraced it. Ann formally introduced me to Sally in the shop and we bought some drinks and then headed back. When we. " He took me out to a local restaurant. We talked and talked a lot about our interests and what we've been up to within the past 9 years of my life. After dinner he took me back to his apartment. I was surprised he had his own place already. Fresh out of high school and already had his own apartment. He held my hand and guided me to his room where we picked up the earlier conversations. "I always wondered why your pretty blue eyes always attracted my attention." He commented. I blushed with.Read More
