The shiny wet black triangle at the crossroads of where her legs split.
Apelles, take Campaſpe, why moue ye not? Campaſpe, take Apelles, wil it not be? If you be aſhamed one of the other, by my conſent you ſhall neuer come together. But diſſemble not Campaſpe, do you loue Apelles?
“I always contradict my husband when he says that,” said Mrs. Thornbury sweetly. “You men! Where would you be if it weren’t for the women!”
From the evolutionary standpoint, the afterbrain will never develop if the forebrain makes all of the decisions.
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