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. This was fashion she had never heard of.“Many women remove it completely,” he dared to imagine her that way.“I do not wish to look like a girl!” she retorted.“Indeed, yet those who wish to maintain a womanly aspect still tend their gardens, trimming and shaping to show their care and attention to the area. Either way, they find visitors want to spend more time there.”“What would you advise?” she asked, the growing unrest between her legs demanding a quick resolution.Geoffrey pretended to be. Already bored with his own company, and watching two young Thai prostitutes larking around at a nearby bar that he heard a voice."I reckon you must be following us." Looking up he saw the twins, this time both of them were smiling down at him. Feeling reckless, and realising that he was terribly lonely, he decided he would like to get to know them better."Can you blame me?" Ooh I like it, can we join you? One girl asked with a wicked impish smile... "Certainly." Tony replied."My name is. That night, the twins did their assignments as usual. Vicky shaved her brother's balls etc. and give him a blow job. But this night they decided to practice their fucking technique too, they might need it in their community work on Friday. It was 2 a.m. before the twins got to sleep in each others arms.That's how their mom found them in the morning as she shook them awake lest they be late for school. Their mother seemed not in the least shocked. She had always thought her children were very.Read More