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 do we have to do?" Doug asked."Dig out all the clay floor in the barn and take out all the broken windows," I said. "In case any of you were slow in math, that's..." About 60 yards of packed clay," Brenda supplied. I was going to say 1500 cubic feet, but Brenda was already picking up Ron's lingo."If that isn't enough, there's a complete cleaning that needs to be done. We need to start in the hayloft and sweep out every cobweb and bird's nest and every remaining spec of hay dust so we can. We got to the house and a light skinned older blk women about 5'6" 180 came to door with a see trough robe , big tities and what appeared to a small country for an ass waved he asked if I wanted come in and have a drink I said I no I'm good but he insisted so I said ok for minute.We got inside he said he this is my friend Sherri she appear to be drunk she hugged me grabbed my ass and said thanks for helping her baby I said no problem he whispered something and said he was going up stairs for. Nurse Fleming had a note pad and was writing things down as Dr. Roma started saying things in a foreign language Ricky did not understand. Dr. Roma had Julia hold Ricky's hands as she had him lay back and inserted his feet in small stirrup things that were attached to the sides and bottom end of the examination table. She adjusted the stirrups until Ricky's knees were far apart and his feet were pushed back and apart, almost even with his chest. He was exposed like at no other time in his young.Read More
