Man: I’m come into my garden, my sister wife.
Well, those roses were pretty hot.
Man: I’ve eaten my honeycomb and drunk my wine with milk.
Sol knows a few things about keeping his partners happy. It’s oral.
Woman: I was sleeping, but Sol woke me up for a booty call. Seriously, Sol, I’m naked and in bed and you want me to get up and let you in?
Woman: My beloved put his hand by the hole in the door.
Is that a metaphor? I think it might be a metaphor.
Woman: And my bowels were moved for him.
I wasn’t expecting things to get German freaky, but tell us more.
Woman: I got up to get the door, but Sol was gone. So I went out to find him and the cops punched me and stole my hat. So chorus girls, if you hear about Sol, tell him I’m totally DTF now.
Chorus: What’s so special about this guy? Other than that he’s the king, fabulously wealthy, and knows his way around the clitoris? You know, other than those things?
Woman: He’s super-hot and he’s packing a cedar of Lebanon, if you get my drift.
Chorus: Where did your lover go?
Woman: Down. Again.
Men: You’re hot. Like your hair is a flock of goats hot and seriously, I’m totally happy that I’ve found a woman in the Bronze Age with all of her teeth. Seriously, Baby, those thousand other women mean nothing to me. You’re the one… at least until I find another 13 or 14 year-old virgin that looks pretty hot.
I’m not sure who’s speaking, but it looks like someone goes down to the orchard of nut trees, so maybe it’s a mutual dining experience.
And then the girl goes home.
Man: You have nice feet.
Because we haven’t quite hit every fetish yet.
Man: Your boobs are like two baby deer.
And there’s the Bambi fetish again.
Woman: I’m yours and you are mine.
Man: Let’s go have another sex trip and try everything everywhere at every time of day.
Woman: I’ve been reading on the Internet, so I’ve learned a few new things we can practice in addition to the usual incest, deer, feet, bowel fetishes we’ve already covered.