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"His extra sensitive thumb, his tentacle, his delicate stalked slug's eye, which extrudes, expands, winces, & shrivels back into himself when touched wrongly, grows big again, bulging a little at the tip, travelling forward as if along a leaf, into them, avid for vision. To achieve this vision in this way, this journey into a darkness that is composed of women, a women, who can see in darkness while he himself strains blindly forward."
"My red skirt is hitched up to my waist, though no higher. Below it the commander is fucking. What he is fucking is the lower part of my body."
Some extracts from the book, The Handmaid's Tale, I am studying in literature.
So far in essays for sociology & psychology I have got one B & two A's. This is good.
"My red skirt is hitched up to my waist, though no higher. Below it the commander is fucking. What he is fucking is the lower part of my body."
Some extracts from the book, The Handmaid's Tale, I am studying in literature.
So far in essays for sociology & psychology I have got one B & two A's. This is good.