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Death's Heretic

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“Pepper woke up thinking of butts. And nothing else. Ladies' butts. Skinny butts, big butts, saddlebag butts, flabby and firm butts, the kind that sit so high they seem like part of the woman's back, the kind that ride low and form a UU just above the thighs like in the old television commercials for Hanes Underalls, butts that wiggle and butts that jiggle, sagging butts and robust butts, butts that hardly make an impression under a pair of jeans; sidewinder butts and trumpet butts -- the ones so meaty they actually spread out until they appear to be a woman's thighs (ass so fat you can see it from the front), butts as knotty as acorns, butts as smooth as a slice of Gouda, butts with pimples and butts with cellulite, the kind that have pockmarks or red splotches, butts with tattoos and butts with bullet scars. Butts you can cup in your warm hands. Butts and butts and butts. In other words, Pepper woke up horny.”

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“As sexual power is learned by adolescent boys through the social experience of their sex drive, so do girls learn that the locus of sexual power is male. Given the importance placed on the male sex drive in the socialization of girls as well as boys, early adolescence is probably the first significant phase of male identification in a girl's life and development. ... As a young girl becomes aware of her own increasing sexual feelings ... she turns away from her heretofore primary relationships with girlfriends. As they become secondary to her, recede in importance in her life, her own identity also assumes a secondary role and she grows into male identification.”

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“Estava atento, como era natural, dado que era o único na aula, e sabia que o assunto era sério e se relacionava com o seu próprio corpo. Mas não conseguia identificar-se com ele; caía aos bocados assim que Mr Ducie o juntava, como uma soma impossível. Tentou em vão. A sua mente entorpecida recusava-se a acordar. A puberdade estava ali, mas não a inteligência, e a virilidade aproximava-se sub-repticiamente, tal como deve ser, no meio de um transe. É inútil descrevê-lo, por mais científico e compassivo que se seja. O rapaz consente e é de novo arrastado para o sono, donde só é seduzido quando é chegada a sua hora. (...) Faltavam ainda o amor e a vida, e ele falou deles enquanto avançavam ao longo do mar sem cor. Falou do homem ideal - puro de ascetismo. Traçou a beleza da Mulher. (...) Amar uma mulher digna, protegê-la e servi-la - isto, disse ao rapaz, era o auge da vida. (...) Tudo tem um sentido...tudo; e Deus está no seu céu, tudo está bem na terra. Homem e mulher! Que maravilha! P.15-16, Maurice, editora Cotovia, tradutor Jorge Ayres Roza de Oliveira”

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