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. “You know, I never thought about it,” Jocelyn replied. “Sorry.”“No need to apologize; you’re straight, so why would you even think about it?”“I have to ask, Mike,” Pete said, “what is it about you that has women throwing themselves at you?”“Tracy throws herself at EVERY guy!” Sandy laughed. “You had to tell her ‘no’!”“Or so you assume!” he teased.“I know you better than that!”“How did I miss this?” Gene asked.“I don’t think she’s worked her way down to Freshmen just yet!” Dona said, laughing.. "I'm really glad I called him ahead of time to have everything turned on for us," she said to herself as she plugged in the phone and settled down on the floor. She leaned back against the wall as she dialed his number and waited for him to pick up."Hey sweetie!" she exclaimed once she heard his voice on the other line.Recognizing her lovely voice immediately, he smiled and said, "You're already here?? That was fast!" I was excited so I left a little earlier than scheduled... When will you be.Read More
