September 25, 2010 5:49pm Now she a rose, her face forward like Elizabeth in Cleopatra. She would profess to not know, yet the reptilian back side of her brain was engaged in making a new pose. The triad was of a rotation away from the heart. Her full rump was driven back suggestively, she could feel this as a sensation from the surface from the mirror as though it wanted to slake dissention down along her spine to kiss the ample fullness. Her arm dividing her front from itâs rear, which would a he choose? A she would take the arm, raise it and have the pit and ribs and so unify the ass with its counter part above. She remembered her Myths class in Humanities 2457, âWhat is above, so it is belowâ. Yes her heart had returned to direct her mind and see that the needs of the reptile were celebrated. The reptilian stepped into Nirvanaâ¦
