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Perfumed garden story12/18/2022 ![]() ![]() Soon he is in the cave, and I feel pleasure approaching. Then he opens my thighs and kisses my belly,Īnd puts his tool in my hand to make it knock at my door. When he sees me in heat he quickly comes to me, He embraces me close, and makes me roll on the bed,Īnd between his arms I am like a corpse without life.Įvery part of my body receives in turn his love-bites, Kisses my cheeks, and anon begins to suck at my lips. Now it rubs its head on the orifice of my vagina.Īnd he strokes my back, my stomach, my sides, Now it is crammed hard in by vigorous pressure, It has no need of an ally, and stands alone the greatest fatigues,Īnd nobody can be sure of what will result from its efforts.įull of vigour and life, it bores into my vagina,Īnd it works about there in action constant and splendid.įirst from the front to the back, and then from the right to the left It asks not for help, not being in want of any It sighs to enter my vulva, and sheds tears on my belly ![]() It never sleeps, owing to the violence of its love. It is always ready for action and does not die down ![]() Strong it is and hard, with the head rounded off. His member is strong to deflower the virgin,Īnd richly proportioned in all its dimensions He is full of courage-he is my sole ambition, "I prefer a young man for coition, and him only I do wish I knew Arabic to read the text in the original, specially the poems, such as this hot number, The hand cannot appreciate the nature of a kiss." It was a fond kiss you gave me, but it is lost, "You kiss my hand-my mouth should be the place! Foreplay is very important, various positions are described, herbs and such are used, precautions, health concerns, and my favorites, small stories, to illustrate the point. How times have changed, Gulf Countries and Iran. How times have changed! There used to be a time when the west would censor us because of how dirty we WERE. You see, the translated book was intended for a private group only, with limited prints, has a prologue that apologizes to the reader for its content, and doesn't translate the last chapter, which is apparently about butt sex with men. The translation itself is fairly old, translated into English more than 100 years back, and that itself is interesting. It was written sometime in the 15th century (around 600 years ago), an Arabic-Islamic sex manual, written for readers of that time. Sounds like a run of the mill sex education book right? The translation itself is fairly old, translated into English more than 100 years back, and that itself is inter "Your religion resides in your vulva, and the manly member is your soul."Ī book about sex, with various positions, advices, medical hints, and anecdotes. Sounds like a run of the mill sex education book right? Well, how about this. She soon realises it is one thing letting go of the past, but another when it won’t let go of you."Your religion resides in your vulva, and the manly member is your soul." A book about sex, with various positions, advices, medical hints, and anecdotes. ![]() As the house begins to give up its secrets, Emma is drawn deeper into Freya’s story: one of crushed idealism, lost love, and families ripped apart by war. It is the perfect retreat: a wilderness redolent with strange and exotic scents, heavy with the colours and sounds of a foreign time.īut for her grandmother, Freya, a British nurse who stayed here during Spain’s devastating civil war, Emma’s new home evokes terrible memories. Guided by a series of letters and a key bequeathed in her mother’s will, she has left her job as London’s leading perfumier to restore this dilapidated villa to its former glory. Untouched since Franco’s forces tore through Spain in 1936, the whitewashed walls have crumbled, the garden, laden with orange blossom, grown wild.Įmma Temple is the first to unlock its doors in seventy years. High in the hills of Valencia, a forgotten house guards its secrets. The Perfume Garden combines the gripping storytelling of Kate Morton with the evocative settings of Victoria Hislop to tell this sumptuous story of lost love and family secrets set between modern day Valencia and the Spanish Civil War. ![]()
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