Or, how Robert got to first base. Chrism is a holy oil, used for anointing, such as at confirmation. If Lizzie had any sensations elsewhere in her anatomy she doesn't mention them, as of course one couldn't in polite society then. And all those damned buttons: - still, "unbuttoning" is one of the sexiest words in the language. So is "moisture" or "stocking tops" - and how about "district nurse"? I'm sorry, I seem to have wandered off topic. Robert did write Porphyria's Lover which must have made her wonder.... Perhaps they never used proper names for their parts. It also makes one wonder how their conversations in the bedroom went, what euphemisms they employed. "Oh. my love, I am so very proud..." "Oh so you are, in perfect purple state. Know then that you are welcome in every corner of my being, my love, my own" "Oh I ache for you, but confound there buttons. I sometimes think this 19th century clothing is designed to make the crown of love inaccessible, I do wish they'd hurry up and invent zip fasteners" "You're nearly there, my love, just two more layers and fifty buttons to go" "Oh...oh..oh....too late...I seem to have anticipated and spent my passion on your bustle, I'm so sorry..." "Ooh - what a shame I was so looking forward to accommodating you - feel no shame for your ardour, what greater flattery could I receive? and it will wash off. Oh, what a prodigious load of chrism! Did you have oysters for breakfast, dear heart?" "Stay as you are, I shall not be downcast ...
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