ellauri008.html on line 461: I found Conrad himself standing at the door of the house ready to receive me. His appearance was really that of a Polish nobleman. His manner was perfect, almost too elaborate; so nervous and sympathetic that every fibre of him seemed electric. He talked English with a strong accent, as if he tasted his words in his mouth before pronouncing them; but he talked extremely well, though he had always the talk and manner of a foreigner. He was dressed very carefully in a blue double-breasted jacket. He talked apparently with great freedom about his life — more ease and freedom indeed than an Englishman would have allowed himself. He spoke of the horrors of the Congo, from the moral and physical shock of which he said he had never recovered.
ellauri020.html on line 641: He began belittling her: “That dress is terrible.” “You’re showing too much cleavage.” “You never spend enough time with the children.” “Who would touch those plastic breasts?” Ivana told her friends that Donald had stopped sleeping with her. She blamed herself. “I think it was Donald’s master plan to get rid of Ivana in Atlantic City,” one of her assistants told me. “By then, Marla Maples was in a suite at the Trump Regency. Atlantic City was to be their playground.”
ellauri035.html on line 114: If I see in my soul the citron-breasted fair one
ellauri035.html on line 151: A black-haired lover on the breasts of day.
ellauri035.html on line 207: The little red flowers of her breasts to be my comfort
ellauri035.html on line 238: A girl no taller than my breast and very tired,
ellauri035.html on line 263: Touching her breasts with all her flower-soft fingers,
ellauri035.html on line 288: Her little breasts the life beyond this life.
ellauri035.html on line 318: The moon shines on her breasts, and I must die.
ellauri036.html on line 1948: The halftime show at Super Bowl XXXVIII, which was broadcast live on February 1, 2004 from Houston, Texas on the CBS television network, is notable for a moment in which Janet Jackson's breast – adorned with a nipple shield – was exposed by Justin Timberlake to the viewing public for approximately half a second.
ellauri048.html on line 1467: And dead calm in that noble breast Ja rasvatyyni siinä jalossa rinnassa,
ellauri048.html on line 1570: And onward drags a labouring breast, Ja vie mukanaan työläästi hengittävän rinnan
ellauri048.html on line 1577: Be tenants of a single breast, Asua vuokralaisina samassa rinnassa,
ellauri050.html on line 277: The breasts o’ her tenderness: mulle lempeytensä utareet:
ellauri051.html on line 671: 112 It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men, Mitämax sä kasvat nuorten miesten rinnasta,
ellauri051.html on line 807: 227 His blue shirt exposes his ample neck and breast and loosens over his hip-band, 227 Hänen sininen paitansa paljastaa hänen laajan kaulan ja rintansa ja löystyy hänen lantionauhansa yli,
ellauri051.html on line 1124: 533 Breast that presses against other breasts it shall be you! 533 Rinta, joka painaa muita rintoja vasten, se olet sinä!
ellauri051.html on line 1191: 598 It shakes mad-sweet pangs through my belly and breast. 598 Se ravistaa hullunsuloisia tuskia vatsassani ja rinnassani.
ellauri051.html on line 1447: 847 I am the mash'd fireman with breast-bone broken, 847 Olen sekaisin palomies, jolla on rintaluu murtunut,
ellauri051.html on line 1477: 876 Retreating they had form'd in a hollow square with their baggage for breastworks, 876 Perääntyessään he olivat muodostuneet onttoon neliöön matkatavaroidensa kanssa rintatöihin,
ellauri051.html on line 1533: 930 Two great hulls motionless on the breast of the darkness, 930 Kaksi suurta runkoa liikkumatta pimeyden rinnalla,
ellauri051.html on line 1849: 1235 He that by me spreads a wider breast than my own proves the width of my own, 1235 Joka minun kauttani levittää leveämmän rinnan kuin omani, todistaa minun omani leveyden,
ellauri051.html on line 1912: 1296 I reach to the leafy lips, I reach to the polish'd breasts of melons. 1296 Kurottaudun lehtihuulille, kurottaudun melonien kiillotettuihin rintoihin.
ellauri052.html on line 755: At length Gerald lay back inert on the carpet, his breast rising in great slow panting, whilst Birkin kneeled over him, almost unconscious. Birkin was much more exhausted. He caught little, short breaths, he could scarcely breathe any more. The earth seemed to tilt and sway, and a complete darkness was coming over his mind. He did not know what happened. He slid forward quite unconscious, over Gerald, and Gerald did not notice. Then he was half-conscious again, aware only of the strange tilting and sliding of the world. The world was sliding, everything was sliding off into the darkness. And he was sliding, endlessly, endlessly away.
ellauri052.html on line 959: During an awkward sexual encounter with Harriet Wasserman, she remembered “asking him for permission, as if it were a museum objet d’art, ‘Can I touch this?’” Many of his mistresses remained in love and in touch with him. Scott Fitzgerald said that Hemingway “needed a new woman for each big book”; Bellow lost a woman with each big book. He spilled sperm as he spilled ink, and sex both interfered with and inspired his writing. Bellow created and lived on turbulence, thrived on chaos, courted conflict and was inspired by personal cataclysm. He reported that one lover (mies vai nainen?) “caused me grandes dificultades in England and in the south, but I finished Sammler just the same.” The bearers of erogenous zones (either sex) made him feel younger, “it was a way of avoiding the Angel of Death,” and he cherished their provocative bitchiness. Bellow’s emotional upheavals — his guilt and remorse, multitudinous failings and need for self-condemnation — made him beat his breast at his private Wailing Wall. Se oli kuin kunkku David jolle tuotiin neitosia pyllynlämmittimixi.
ellauri053.html on line 1275: He holds her helpless breast upon his breast. en svan försöker nå hennes tuttar med det vita ankbröstet.
ellauri077.html on line 365: Morris further stated that the more rounded shape of human female breasts is like a shopwindow for their buttocks.
ellauri077.html on line 381: Place me, eternal Father in your breast, Laita mut, iki-isä rinnuxiisi,
ellauri082.html on line 45: Elizabeth Lee Wurtzel (July 31, 1967 – January 7, 2020) was an American writer and journalist, known for the confessional memoir Prozac Nation, which she published at the age of 27. Her work often focused on chronicling her personal struggles with depression, addiction, career, and relationships. Wurtzel's work drove a boom in confessional writing and the personal memoir genre during the 1990s, and she was viewed as a voice of Generation X. In later life, Wurtzel worked briefly as an attorney before her death from breast cancer.
ellauri094.html on line 642: So the son of her suffering, that from breasts nigh dead Niin misun kärsimyxen poika joka puolikuolleilta tisseiltä
ellauri095.html on line 260: In 1893, she developed breast cancer and though the breast was removed, there was a recurrence in September 1894. She died in Bloomsbury on 29 December 1894 and was buried in Highgate Cemetery. The place where she died, in Torrington Square, is marked with a stone tablet.
ellauri095.html on line 556: For all his dreadnought breast and braids of thew: sinne meni sixpäkki sekä haba yhtä kyytiä;
ellauri097.html on line 818: Elinor and Robert Frost had six children: son Elliot (1896–1900, died of cholera); daughter Lesley Frost Ballantine (1899–1983); son Carol (1902–1940, committed suicide); daughter Irma (1903–1967); daughter Marjorie (1905–1934, died as a result of puerperal fever after childbirth); and daughter Elinor Bettina (died just one day after her birth in 1907). Only Lesley and Irma outlived their father. Frost's wife, who had heart problems throughout her life, developed breast cancer in 1937, and died of heart failure in 1938.
ellauri100.html on line 686: In later life, Kristina suffered from Graves disease, diagnosed in 1872, suffering a near-fatal attack in the early 1870s. In 1893, she developed breast cancer and though the breast was removed, there was a recurrence in September 1894. Graves killed her on 29 December 1894, and Highgate became her Grave.
ellauri100.html on line 896: Cheek to cheek and breast to breast
ellauri100.html on line 1216: And beat her breast.
ellauri105.html on line 263: And she doted upon concubinage with them, whose flesh is as the flesh of asses, and whose issue is like the issue of horses. Thus thou didst call to remembrance the lewdness of thy youth, when they from Egypt bruised thy breasts for the bosom of thy youth.
ellauri106.html on line 82: The story The Breast (Breast) from the following year, the literature professor David Kepesh transformed in into a female breast, awakens echoes of Franz Kafka, the Roth has for a special devotion among his literary models. The search for Kafka's traces led to his first visit to Prague in 1972, which was followed by annual trips until the author was refused an entry visa in 1977. In Czechoslovakia Roth got to know contemporary Czech literature and was in contact with Ivan Klíma, Milan Kundera and Ludvík Vaculík in particular.
ellauri110.html on line 349: Propriety did not prevent him from engaging in a number of extramarital liaisons with various women that were chronicled in his diary, often in some detail when relating the intimate details. The most dramatic of these encounters was with Deborah Willet, a young woman engaged as a companion for Elisabeth Pepys. On 25 October 1668, Pepys was surprised by his wife as he embraced Deb Willet; he writes that his wife "coming up suddenly, did find me imbracing the girl con [with] my hand sub [under] su [her] coats; and endeed I was with my main [hand] in her cunny. I was at a wonderful loss upon it and the girl also...." Following this event, he was characteristically filled with remorse, but (equally characteristically) continued to pursue Willet after she had been dismissed from the Pepys household. Pepys also had a habit of fondling the breasts of his maid Mary Mercer while she dressed him in the morning.
ellauri110.html on line 1066: These days it’d be right to say: ‘Life as a human is short, brief, and fleeting, full of pain and misery. Think about this and wake up! Do what’s good and live the spiritual life, for no-one born can escape death.’ For these days a long life is a hundred years or a little more. Living for a hundred years, there are just three hundred seasons, a hundred each of the winter, summer, and rains. Living for three hundred seasons, there are just twelve hundred months, four hundred in each of the winter, summer, and rains. Living for twelve hundred months, there are just twenty-four hundred fortnights, eight hundred in each of the winter, summer, and rains. Living for 2,400 fortnights, there are just 36,000 days, 12,000 in each of the summer, winter, and rains. Living for 36,000 days, you just eat 72,000 meals, 24,000 in each of the summer, winter, and rains, including when you’re suckling at the breast, and when you’re prevented from eating.
ellauri112.html on line 711: The night they go out starts with an amusing drive at the sound of Cindy Lauper, but becomes severely toxic when they arrive at an underground club and the drunk Marlo jumps in sync with clangorous heavy-metal rhythms and then endures pain due to engorged breasts. However, that pain was infinitesimal when compared to the afflicting news that Tully is quitting.
ellauri112.html on line 727: The film’s strength – for its first two thirds – is the relationship between the two women at the heart of the narrative. We learn through a clumsy coincidence at the beginning of the film that Marlo is bisexual; as her intimacy with Tully expands to fill the vacuum of her absentee marriage, it becomes a tender eroticism. This is mediated, always, through other bodies: as Tully cradles the baby who has just finished feeding, she talks about how the ‘molecules’ of the child still exist within the mother; later, in a bar toilet, she gently wets a paper towel and uses it to draw the milk out of Marlo’s swollen breasts. In a pivotal scene, Marlo sits behind Tully and instructs her on what to do to arouse her sleep-befuddled husband. This moment can be read as emblematic of the film’s mistreatment of the queer intimacy it establishes. Coming after a discussion of sexual history and sexual fantasy, Marlo reveals to Tully that she has a waitress’s uniform that she’s never used, bought to surprise her husband. As Tully puts the outfit on, which fits her pre-natal body in a way it wouldn’t Marlo, the moment of sexual possibility between the women is subsumed into heteronormative, ageist fantasy: Tully’s young, and therefore fantasy-appropriate, body is used as bait to ‘recharge’ the masculine battery.
ellauri117.html on line 253: At length Gerald lay back inert on the carpet, his breast rising in great slow panting, whilst Birkin kneeled over him, almost unconscious. Birkin was much more exhausted. He caught little, short breaths, he could scarcely breathe any more. The earth seemed to tilt and sway, and a complete darkness was coming over his mind. He did not know what happened. He slid forward quite unconscious, over Gerald, and Gerald did not notice. Then he was half-conscious again, aware only of the strange tilting and sliding of the world. The world was sliding, everything was sliding off into the darkness. And he was sliding, endlessly, endlessly away.
ellauri118.html on line 340: Bearing white flame within her breast: Valkoisen liekin kantaminen hänen rinnassaan:
ellauri118.html on line 498: Your hand is on my breast. Let go! Sun käsi on mun rinnalla, ota pois!
ellauri118.html on line 1120: Oh yes, and breasts,
ellauri131.html on line 666: "The security guys could tell stories about women they'd had to take up to his room." A former bodyguard corroborated the allegations and said he'd witnessed Robbins make passes at women in his crowds. In a second report from June, two women told BuzzFly News about encounters they had with Robbins: One woman said he placed her hand on his crotch and touched her breast (or was it the other way round?), while another alleged that he kissed her, hugged her and touched her breast."
ellauri131.html on line 1123: Save within my lonely breast. Paizi mun koito rinnassa.
ellauri141.html on line 258: sed incitat me pectus et mammae putres It’s your slack breasts that rouse me (I have seen
ellauri141.html on line 555: alaene me vectent an axes Brundisium, Me, in whose breast no flame hath burned
ellauri143.html on line 1608: The pleasure´s crowned when breast is clasped to fist.
ellauri160.html on line 472: Girdles and breast bands, thou with dark eyelids vöitä ja tissiliivejä, sä mustaluominen,
ellauri161.html on line 659: Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby is a 2006 American sports comedy film directed by Adam McKay and starring Will Ferrell, written by both McKay and Ferrell. Before leaving Ricky behind, stock car dad Reese tells Ricky that in life, “If you ain't first, you're last.” Ricky meets his future ex-wife Carley (Leslie Bibb), after she flashes her breasts.
ellauri171.html on line 951: In Canaanite mythology there were twin mountains Targhizizi and Tharumagi which hold the firmament up above the earth-circling ocean, thereby bounding the earth. W. F. Albright, for example, says that El Shaddai is a derivation of a Semitic stem that appears in the Akkadian shadû ("mountain") and shaddā'û or shaddû'a ("mountain-dweller"), one of the names of Amurru. Philo of Byblos states that Atlas was one of the Elohim, which would clearly fit into the story of El Shaddai as "God of the Mountain(s)". Harriet Lutzky has presented evidence that Shaddai was an attribute of a Semitic goddess, linking the epithet with Hebrew šad "breast" as "the one of the Breast". The idea of two mountains being associated here as the breasts of the Earth, fits into the Canaanite mythology quite well. The ideas of pairs of mountains seem to be quite common in Canaanite mythology (similar to Horeb and Sinai in the Bible). The late period of this cosmology makes it difficult to tell what influences (Roman, Greek, or Hebrew) may have informed Philo's writings.
ellauri194.html on line 314: Sedgwick' died of breast cancer in 2009 aged 58,. She deploys erudite and playful readings of texts by Oscar Wilde, Henry James and Marcel Proust to interrogate assumptions about the stability of sexual identity and how language works to define a homo/heterosexual binary. She writes: "An understanding of virtually any aspect of modern western culture must be not merely incomplete but damaged in its central substance to the degree that it does not incorporate a critical analysis of modern homo/heterosexual definition."
ellauri197.html on line 130: And laughed upon his breast to think Mä nauroin sen mahan päällä
ellauri197.html on line 232: And I would lay my head on your breast; Ja painaisin pääkkyni sun tissille,
ellauri197.html on line 697: Still sit by me—with beating breast, and hair
ellauri198.html on line 492: Pin to his breast a parchment? His own bands Me hirtettiin se leväperäinen
ellauri204.html on line 342: “So saying, Argeiphontes gave me the herb, drawing it from the ground, and showed me its nature. At the root it was black, but its flower was like milk. [305] Moly the gods call it, and it is hard for mortal men to dig; but with the gods all things are possible. Hermes then departed to high Olympus through the wooded isle, and I went my way to the house of Circe, and many things did my heart darkly ponder as I went. [310] So I stood at the gates of the fair-tressed goddess. There I stood and called, and the goddess heard my voice. Straightway then she came forth, and opened the bright doors, and bade me in; and I went with her, my heart sore troubled. She brought me in and made me sit on a silver-studded chair, [315] a beautiful chair, richly wrought, and beneath was a foot-stool for the feet. And she prepared me a potion in a golden cup, that I might drink, and put therein a drug, with evil purpose in her heart. But when she had given it me, and I had drunk it off, yet was not bewitched, she smote me with her wand, and spoke, and addressed me: [320] ‘Begone now to the sty, and lie with the rest of thy comrades.’ “So she spoke, but I, drawing my sharp sword from between my thighs, rushed upon Circe, as though I would slay her. But she, with a loud cry, ran beneath, and clasped my knees, and with wailing she spoke to me winged words: [325] “‘Who art thou among men, and from whence? Where is thy city, and where thy parents? Amazement holds me that thou hast drunk this charm and wast in no wise bewitched. For no man else soever hath withstood this charm, when once he has drunk it, and it has passed the barrier of his teeth. Nay, but the mind in thy breast is one not to be beguiled. [330] Surely thou art Odysseus, the man of ready device, who Argeiphontes of the golden wand ever said to me would come hither on his way home from Troy with his swift, black ship. Nay, come, put up thy sword in this here sheath, and let us two then go up into my bed, that couched together [335] in love we may put trust in each other.’ “So she spoke, but I answered her, and said:‘Circe, how canst thou bid me be gentle to thee, who hast turned my comrades into swine in thy halls, and now keepest me here, and with guileful purpose biddest me [340] go to thy chamber, and go up into thy bed, that when thou hast me stripped thou mayest render me a weakling and unmanned? Nay, verily, it is not I that shall be fain to go up into thy bed, unless thou, goddess, wilt consent to swear a mighty oath that thou wilt not plot against me any fresh mischief to my hurt.’
ellauri219.html on line 1018: Then there’s Moonman 157 and Klara Sax, a feminist ideal of Land Art. What do they have in common? Smudging useful things with paint. An artistic version of food fight. What do Jayne Mansfield’s breasts remind adolescent Eric of? The bumper bullets on a Cadillac. What does Dumb of Dumb and Dumber take for a cute lady's boobs? A semi trailer's fog lights. Meanwhile, Eric masturbates into a condom that reminds him of a missile (with his tiny wiener all loaded and cocked inside). Dad polishes his Buick, the son his dick. The clammy hand of coincidence.
ellauri241.html on line 535: From your breast houseless: ay, it must be so." rinnoistasi kodittomana. Aiai, niin sen täytyy olla.
ellauri241.html on line 678: High as the level of a man's breast rear'd Nousi korkealle miehen rintojen tasolle,
ellauri241.html on line 985: A chieftain king's: beneath his breast, half bare,
ellauri241.html on line 1355: With unladen breasts, save of blown self-applause, they proudly mount
ellauri241.html on line 1391: Old rusted anchors, helmets, breast-plates large
ellauri247.html on line 114: GLOSSARY Bahloo, moon. Beeargah, hawk. Beeleer, black cockatoo. Beereeun, prickly lizard. Bibbee, woodpecker, bird. Bibbil, shiny-leaved box-tree. Bilber, a large kind of rat. Bindeah, a prickle or small thorn. Birrahlee, baby. Birrableegul, children. Birrahgnooloo, woman's name, meaning "face like a tomahawk handle." Boobootella, the big bunch of feathers at the back of an emu. Boolooral, an owl. Boomerang, a curved weapon used in hunting and in warfare by the blacks; called Burren by the Narran blacks. Borah, a large gathering of blacks where the boys are initiated into the mysteries which make them young men. Bou-gou-doo-gahdah, the rain bird. Bouyou, legs. Bowrah or Bohrah, kangaroo. Bralgahs, native companion, bird. Bubberah, boomerang that returns and bumps you in the back of your head. Buckandee, native cat. Buggoo, flying squirrel. Bulgahnunnoo, bark-backed. Bunbundoolooey, brown flock pigeon. Bunnyyarl, flies. Byamee, man's name, meaning "big man." Bwana, African sir. Capparis, caper. Combi, bag made of kangaroo skins. Comfy, foldable plastic pillow. Cookooburrah, laughing jackass. Coorigil, name of place, meaning sign of bees. Corrobboree, black fellows' dance. Cunnembeillee, woman's name, meaning pig-weed root. Curree guin guin, butcher-bird. Daen, black fellows. Dardurr, bark, humpy or shed. Dayah minyah, carpet snake (vällykäärme). Deegeenboyah, soldier-bird. Decreeree, willy wagtail. Dinewan, emu. Dingo, native dog. Doonburr, a grass seed. Doongara, lightning. Dummerh, 2nd rate pigeons. Dungle, water hole. Dunnia, wattle. Eär moonan, long sharp teeth. Effendi, Turkish sir. Euloo marah, large tree grubs. Edible. In fact yummy. Euloo wirree, rainbow. Gayandy, borah devil. Galah or Gilah, a French grey and rose-coloured cockatoo. Gidgereegah, a species of small parrot. Gooeea, warriors. Googarh, iguana. Googoolguyyah, run into trees. Googoorewon, place of trees. Goolahwilleel, absolutely top-knot pigeon. Gooloo, magpie. Goomade, red stamp. Goomai, water rat. Goomblegubbon, bastard or just plain turkey. Goomillah, young girl's dress, consisting of waist strings made of opossum's sinews with strands of woven opossum's hair hanging about a foot square in front. Yummy. Goonur, kangaroo rat. Goug gour gahgah, laughing-jackass. Literal meaning, "Take a stick of bamboo and boil it in the water." Grooee, handsome foliaged tree bearing a plum-like fruit, tart and bitter, but much liked by the blacks. Guinary, light eagle hawk. Guineboo, robin redbreast. Gurraymy, borah devil. Gwai, red. Gwaibillah, star. Kurreah, an alligator. Mahthi, dog. Maimah, stones. Maira, paddy melon. Massa, American sir. May or Mayr, wind. Mayrah, spring wind. Meainei, girls. Midjee, a species of acacia. Millair, species of kangaroo rat. Moodai, opossum. Moogaray, hailstones. Mooninguggahgul, mosquito-calling bird. Moonoon, emu spear. Mooregoo, motoke. Mooroonumildah, having no eyes. Morilla or Moorillah, pebbly ridges. Mubboo, beefwood-tree. Mullyan, eagle hawk. Mullyangah, the morning star. Murgah muggui, big grey spider. Murrawondah, climbing rat. Narahdarn, bat. Noongahburrah, tribe of blacks on the Narran. Nullah nullah, a club or heavy-headed weapon. Nurroo gay gay, dreadful pain. Nyunnoo or Nunnoo, a grass humpy. Ooboon, blue-tongued lizard. Oolah, red prickly lizard. Oongnairwah, black driver. Ouyan, curlew. Piggiebillah, ant-eater. One of the Echidna, a marsupial. Quarrian, a kind of parrot. Quatha, quandong; a red fruit like a round red plum. Sahib, Indian sir. Senhor, Brazilian sir. U e hu, rain, only so called in song. Waligoo, to hide. Wahroogah, children. Wahn, crow. Walla Walla, place of many waters. Wallah, I swear to God. Wallah, Indian that carries out a manual task. Waywah, worn by men, consisting of a waistband made of opossum's sinews with bunches of strips of paddy melon skins hanging from it. Wayambeh, turtle. Weeoombeen, a small bird, girl's name. Some thing like robin redbreast, only with longer tail and not so red a breast. Willgoo willgoo, pointed stick with feathers on top. Widya nurrah, a wooden battle-axe shaped weapon. Wirree, small piece of bark, canoe-shaped. Wirreenun, priest or doctor. Womba, mad. Wondah, spirit or ghost. Wurranunnah, wild bees. Wurranunnah, tame bees. Wurrawilberoo, whirlwind with a devil in it; also clouds of Magellan. Yaraan, white gum-tree. Yhi, the sun. Yuckay, oh dear!
ellauri257.html on line 423: Pornography is D.H. Lawrence without the penetration, Diary of a Chambermaid with none of the bite and philosophical imagination. A group of Germans inexplicably fuck around in the near distance. Frederic curiously precedes a murderous request by squeezing a young blonde’s breasts like melons. A Jewish family hides under the kitchen’s floorboards, but no explanation is offered for how they got there.
ellauri266.html on line 333: For fertilization to take place, certain interindividual processes must take place: male and female must get each other´s attention, stimulate each other, secure each other´s cooperation or at least compliance, until the female (or male) finally assumes the appropriate position for receiving the sperm. This known as courtship. Mm, I´m getting the hots by just saying this. General semantics must surely have something to contribute to human sexuality. Mobility increases intelligence, that must be why the in-out moving human male is more intelligent than the female. The adult male is capable of being sexually aroused with or without provocation at practically any time. No wonder females prefer smelly company to no company at all. Except in a KZ lager they tend to lose interest, says Morris Gombinder in Shadows on the Hudson. Desmond Morris has an ingenious argument about the relation of a man´s sexuality to his way of life. "The naked ape is the sexiest man alive!", he says, and means it. "In baboons", he says, "the time from mounting to ejaculation is max 8 seconds, a goldfish´s attention span. Our ladies would never be satisfied with that!" Specialized organs such as lips, ear-lobes, nipples, breasts and genitals are richly endowed with things to lick and suck. Sorry folks, now I just have to take a break for a quick wank, I´m really gettting uncomfortably erect. Thank you. The sexually attractive parts are predominantly at the front, except the arse. Face-to-face sex is personalized sex, said the missionary. From the back you don´t really know who you are interacting with.
ellauri302.html on line 272: Manke: Don't be afraid of your father. He won't wake up so soon. Come, let's rather stand in the rain. I'll let your hair down. (She undoes Rifkele's braids, reaching for her breasts doing so.) There. And now I'll wash them for you in the rain. Just like this.
ellauri302.html on line 294: Are you cold, Rifkele darling? Nestle close to me... Ever so close... Warm yourself next to me. So. Come, let's sit down here on the lounge. (Leads Rifkele to a lounge; they sit down.) Just like this... Now rest your face snugly in my bosom. So. Just like that. And let your body touch mine... It's so cool... as if water were running between us. (Pause.) I uncovered your breasts and washed them with the rainwater that trickled down my arms. Your breasts are so white and soft. And the blood in them cools under the touch, just like white snow, — like frozen water... and their fragrance is like the grass on the meadows. And I let down your hair so... (Buns her fingers through RifkeWs hair.) And I held them like this in the rain and washed them. How sweet they smell... Like the rain itself... (She huries her face in Rifkele's hair.) Yes, I can smell the scent of the May rain in them... So light, so fine... And fresh... as the grass on the meadows... as the apple on the bough... So. Cool me, refresh me with your tresses. (She washes her face in Rifkele^s hair.) Cool me, — so. But wait... I'll comb you as if you were a bride... a nice part and two long, black braids. (Does so.) Do you want me to, Rifkele? Do you?
ellauri322.html on line 299: The grave has closed over a cdear friend, the friend of my youth (Fanny Blood). Still she is present with me, and I hear her soft voice warbling as I stray over the heath. Fate has separated me from another, the fire of whose eyes, tempered by infantine tenderness, still warms my breast (Mr. Imlay); even when gazing on these tremendous cliffs sublime emotions absorb my soul. And, smile not, if I add that the rosy tint of morning reminds me of a suffusion which will never more charm my senses, unless it reappears on the cheeks of my child. Her sweet blushes etc etc.
ellauri362.html on line 216: Jotka sun hyveet ja rinnat mussa nostatti; Which thy beauty and virtue had rais’d in my breast;
xxx/ellauri068.html on line 149: Because Giuliani had bragged about having an affair with a large-breasted woman, Borat brings Tutar to a cosmetic surgeon who advises breast implants. While Borat works in a barbershop to raise enough money to pay for breast surgery, he briefly leaves Tutar with a babysitter who is confused by Borat's sexist teachings; she informs Tutar that the things her culture has taught her are lies. After seeing a woman driving a car, and successfully masturbating for the first time, Tutar decides not to get the surgery and lashes out at Borat for keeping her oppressed her whole life. Before leaving, she tells him the Holocaust is a lie by citing a Holocaust denial Facebook page.
xxx/ellauri087.html on line 404: Two hundred to adore each breast: 200 kutakin jumaloida rintoja, Ja vuotta kaksisataakin
xxx/ellauri121.html on line 299: She thinks Moby Dick was a great masterpiece. Figures. She got engaged to James "Jay" Ford, a fellow student, in 1963, but by Easter the following year, she also met Jim Polk, a sensitive, witty graduate student from Montana whom she would marry in 1967. Polk’s recollections of Atwood are instructive and often amusing. He recalls one costume party at Harvard where she came disguised as Cleopatra’s breast.
xxx/ellauri121.html on line 388: * Coming on her face, or if not her face, maybe on her stomach, breasts, or back.
xxx/ellauri122.html on line 1023: A tiny miniature woman will stand in front of your little bro, also only about six inches tall standing up. Her long blonde hair accents her sparkling blue eyes and huge white smile. Her long plastic legs bend only slightly and her pointy breasts perk out of her hot pink tank top. She doesn’t look like anything a five year old would play with, but Barbie is obviously her favorite. How does a five year old relate to Barbie? She isn’t comforting to…show more content…
xxx/ellauri122.html on line 1035: Just joking. The inspiration behind Barbie is a questionable one, as she was based off of Bild-Lilli, a German doll who pursued wealthy men and wore suggestive clothing, being sold in tobacco shops, bars and adult-themed toy stores. Is Barbie an insult to feminism? Japp, säger lilla Charlotte och skrattar glatt. Barbin unelmatalon asukkailla riittää pätäkkää, ne riitelevät aika lailla, ilmeilevät veikeästi ja saavat päähän tylpillä astaloilla pyörryttäviä iskuja. Hassua! Barbie is a feminist (yes, really). Barbie inventor, Ruth Handler, thought it was important for a young girl’s self-esteem to “play with a doll with breasts.” Det tycker jag också om, men varför kan Ken inte ha en jättestor ståkuk som kan blotta ollonet?
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 200: But Dr Santos says the "aggressive" crowd of randy onlookers "groped" Samantha's breasts and head so vigorously that she broke down.
xxx/ellauri125.html on line 299: The line as used by West is notable for what it’s not: a charged reference to black freedom. Rather, those that are “free at last” aren’t enslaved humans but a woman’s breasts, released from the bondage of a bra during a bathroom tryst.
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 82: Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; Vasten anopin jättimäistä kannuu.
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 875: Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast, Sievän lemmittyni kypsyvällä povityynyllä,
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 919: The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft; Tyhmä punarinta viheltelee majan suunnalta,
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 303: How calm was thy breast and how good was thy soul,
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 343: soft pillowing breast! heart warm to my desire!
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 422: Your breast how soft! Your heart how good and whole!
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 463: How soft your breast was to me! how kind was your heart!
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 503: How soft your breast, how kind your heart to my desire!
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 544: How soft your breast, your blood how warm the flow!
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 634: Dancing to Mozart is a satire of Hollywood values and fantasies, Latin American dictatorships, Da Vinci Code conspirators, movie violence, magical realism, televangelists, mixed wrestling, extreme cosmetic surgery, and a host of other sensational idiocies that thrive on 21st century self-delusion. This whimsical contemporary “Candide” offers a trip through the world of out-of-control egos to a final revelation of ordinary common sense. The send-up is a mix of shrewd perception, lampoon, and wacko action that includes the Society of the Crystal Skull, the Opus Dopus, a female wrestling Amazon with one breast, an Arab who wants to recruit Islamic converts like an American billboard evangelist, two energetic film directors with crazy ideas, a rescue from captivity through “mind-invasion” (á la Inception) and a Hindu swami who tries to set all straight with a Bhagavad burrito. And a lot more.
xxx/ellauri138.html on line 208: Wylie's book of essays, Generation of Vipers (1942), was a best-seller during the 1940s and inspired the term "Momism" (excessive attachment to or domination by one's mother). Some people have accused Generation of Vipers of being misogynistic. His only child, Karen Pryor, is the author of a classic book for breastfeeding mothers, Nursing Your Baby, and has commented that her father was far from being a misogynist. Wylie's daughter, Karen Pryor, is an author who became the inventor of animal "clicker" training. Wylie's niece Janice Wylie, the daughter of his brother Max Wylie, co-creator of The Flying Nun, was murdered, along with her roommate Emily Hoffert, in New York in August 1963, in what became known as the "Career Girls murders" case.
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 389: With hair blown back, and wings put cross-wise on their breasts. Takatukka takana: hyvät juhlat lienee nupussa.
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 453: Against his lineage: not one breast affords Rotinkaista, selkään sille että roikaa!
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 613: And threw warm gules on Madeline’s fair breast, Joka vähän kultasi Madelinen pikku häpyä.
xxx/ellauri165.html on line 51: Another remarkable difference, according to Papen, is how breastfeeding is seen by the Surma as something natural which can be done in the open, compared to the contradictions on social media and public places in the Western world. Personally I found that a shame to see, but I fear there is no way back when it comes to this.
xxx/ellauri165.html on line 173: The consequence of the bodily ascension of Mary was the absence of any bodily relics. Although there was breast milk, tears, hair and nail clippings, her relics were mostly “second order” – garments, rings, veils and shoes.
xxx/ellauri176.html on line 63: The best known event in Phryne's life is her trial. Athenaeus writes that she was prosecuted for a capital charge and defended by the orator Hypereides, who was one of her lovers. Athenaeus does not specify the nature of the charge, but Pseudo-Plutarch writes that she was accused of impiety. The speech for the prosecution was written by Anaximenes of Lampsacus according to Diodorus Periegetes. When it seemed as if the verdict would be unfavourable, Hypereides removed Phryne's robe and bared her breasts before the judges to arouse their "pity". Her beauty instilled the judges with a superstitious fear, who could not bring themselves to condemn "a prophetess and priestess of Aphrodite" to death. They decided to acquit her out of "pity". Pity ja piety on sama sana. Molemmat tulee sanasta 'pipu' (lat. penis).
xxx/ellauri176.html on line 65: However, Athenaeus also provides a different account of the trial given in the Ephesia of Posidippus of Cassandreia. He simply describes Phryne as clasping the hand of each juror, pleading for her life with tears, without her disrobing being mentioned. Craig Cooper argues that the account of Posidippus is the authentic version and that Phryne never bared her breasts before the court during her trial.
xxx/ellauri176.html on line 71: There are also arguments for the veracity of the disrobing. The words "a prophetess and priestess of Aphrodite" might have indicated that Phryne participated in the Aphrodisia festival on Aegina. If true, this would have showed the jurors that she was favored by the goddess and deserving of "pity". Also, it was accepted at the time that women were especially capable of evoking the sympathy of the judges. Mothers and children could be brought to courts for such purposes. The baring of breasts was not restricted or atypical for prostitutes or courtesans, and could be used to arouse compassion as well as "pity".
xxx/ellauri176.html on line 120: RTFReverse titty fuck. The guy fucks his partner’s breasts while he places his bottom on his or her face.
xxx/ellauri176.html on line 122: SpinnerAn adult actress with a tiny frame and small breasts. The man tries to spin the woman around on his erect manly penis. (?)
xxx/ellauri187.html on line 163: the curved breast could not dazzle you so, nor could
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 980: Great to use on its own or as a companion book, Devotions for a Revolutionary Year expands on the themes of Lynn Cowell’s first book, His Revolutionary Love. In short, easy-to-read daily devotions, Lynn chats to girls about the challenges of growing up as a girl: identity and acceptance, breasts and pubic hair, rejection and rebellion, pads and tampons, and self-control and surrender. Through Scripture and stories any girl can relate to, Lynn Cowell encourages girls to remember that Jesus loves them and is harassing pursuing them every day—and that knowing his love day by day can make for one revolutionary year.
xxx/ellauri215.html on line 431: Most of all, the Dahomey Amazons struck Barton: “These women had so well developed skeleton and muscles that it was possible to determine the sex only by the presence of the breast and vagina.”
xxx/ellauri218.html on line 152: The actress Pert Keaton who played Wilma got blacklisted due to the fact that her husband Ralph had, many years earlier, marched in a May Day parade. Pert had never even voted in her life. Audrey who plays Wilma in the TV series is pretty enough to eat, with her elaborate 40's hairdo and wide collared tight waisted smock that shows her swan neck and halfmoon breasts to best advantage. If I could get a boner I'd love to get one with her. Maybe Debbie should share time with Audrey Meadows. Yxi miinus kuitenkin: se poltti kuin korsteeni, siihen se sitten kuolikin.
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 247: Some village-Hampden, that with dauntless breast Joku kylä-Hampden, jolla on peloton rinta
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 287: On some fond breast the parting soul relies, Joihinkin rakastettuihin rintoihin erottuva sielu luottaa,
xxx/ellauri250.html on line 520: soap up the breasts, get them and the belly, the neck, Saippuoin tisulit, ja mahan, niskan,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 160: Whose hair or breast divides the wandering wave Joidenka tukka tai tissit jakaa mainingit
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 256: Her bright breast shortening into sighs; Paljastaen tissit kiivaassa huohotuxessa,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 431: Kindled from under; and my tears fill my breast Kattilassa tulella; ja mun kyynelet täyttää rinnan
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 478: And with blind lips and fingers wrung my breast
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 491: Blew the charred ash into my breast; and Love
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1005: I charge thee by thy soul and this my breast,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1034: For what thou art I know thee, and this thy breast
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1218: Made moist with his mouth, and her breast
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1880: And with sudden splendid breast
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1954: Rent raiment, and for bruising of the breast.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2100: Hers, and the warm slow breasts of morning heave,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2153: Tame heads against my little maiden breasts
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2281: Thy womb that bare him and the breasts he knew,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2684: That drew my life out through my suckling breast,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2747: She sobbed and lifted her breast;
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3223: My father’s, and that holier breast of thine,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3228: O mother, O breasts that bare me, for ye know,
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 470: Everybody’s favorite hero is the person s/he wants to be or have. If you are an acne-ridden teeen it is James Bond. If you are James Bond it is an acne-ridden teen with pointy breasts.
xxx/ellauri357.html on line 424: The ancient poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged and numerous senses could perceive. And particularly they studied the Genius of each city and country, placing it under its mental deity. Till a system was formed, which some took advantage of and enslaved the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects. Thus began Priesthood. Priests are like worms, they shit on the nicest leaves. Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And at length they pronounced that the Gods had ordered such things. Thus men forgot that all deities reside in the human breast.
xxx/ellauri387.html on line 393: With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast:— Vastakuoriutunut toivo vielä rinnassa:-
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