Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Bo...y" 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. I figured that it was my Christian Duty to stop the holdup. Besides, I might make a profit from my efforts. I had to be careful, though, or the two robbery victims could be shot in the melee. Therefore, I had to think quick! While I was still out of range of the shotgun, I yelled at the bandit so as to divert his attention from the couple in the carriage. I figured that would make him pay attention to me without startling him so much that he reflexively pulled the trigger.He turned toward me,. Lust from guys, hate from girls. I just smiled as I sat on my place. The first class went fine and I was disappointed. It was a male teacher who either enjoyed my looks because he rarely sees something like that or he just didn't notice me.Next class was history with a strict female teacher. She was the classic archetype you get to see in porn movies. It seemed she didn't notice my clothes so I had to do something. I wrote some cryptic text meaning nothing on a piece of paper and casually. Another man’s hands had taken it from her; just as another man’s hands had pushed down her panties. Cathy turned to face him as he pushed down her panties. “I think I had better take a shower,” she told him as the crotch of her panties came into view. Sam’s cock hardened even more. There was no point in asking; it was as plain as day. Cathy had been fucked. He had fucked her last two nights ago; this was recent, very recent. He looked up at her. Her face was expressionless. He looked down and.Read More
