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. It felt so good that he lost himself in her arms. Rahul put his arms around her and his palms rested on the soft pale skin of her back. Her sister was regarded as a beauty queen in his village. He knew that her hubby chose her upon his first sight for her pale gorgeousness. Misha: "I knew you could do it, my baby boy!" she kept saying sweet things to him as she hugged him for what seemed like an eternity. She waited for that moment for a long time. She laid all her trust on him rather. I'm sick and tired of you being such a rotten husband to her and a screw up of a Dad to the girls and me. We're gone — we don't need you any more — neither does Mom. Go to hell Dad!" I hung up on dad.The girls in the back were clapping in applause as Mom said, "Well said honey, I couldn't have done better myself. You certainly have stepped up and became the Man of the House today.I scooted close to mom laying my head on her shoulder as we drove on down the highway..."Charles ... wake up, we're. ”“How’s that?”“I have no idea, I am just quoting him” Jonas said, serving the coffee with a cognac.“But they all showed interest in meeting you so if you want, you can join me anytime you feel like it” Jonas continued.Sipping his coffee, Josh thought about it for a moment before saying “Sure, tell me when it will have the best effect for your dealings and I’ll show up.”Jonas grinned at his son, his business instincts were sharp and they made him proud.“So what are you working on now Josh?” Josh.Read More
Her picture was there, smiling enigmatically from the screen of my laptop. Tamsin Thorne, she was one of their specialist consultants and her area of ...xpertise was ancient coins. The rest of the staff were a lot of venerable, old professorial types in their sixties. There was also a ‘team’ photo with all of them together. She was the only woman. Man, did she look out of place! Days passed and I continued to see her at the café, but not on every day. The days when she was absent made the place. Katrina debated what to do with her day annoyed now that her house was full of tradespeople preventing her from couch surfing for the day. She had tentatively made plans to meet Jackie at her house but she knew that probably meant an afternoon of day drinking and fucking new strange boys and she had promised to rest her pussy for a few days. Arthur the plumber continued about his work but Katrina knew he was making not so subtle efforts to stare at her legs and ass as she prepared her breakfast.More
