Extra notes about Chapter 11: The Take-Allow Lab
in the book, The Art of Receiving and Giving: The Wheel of Consent.
Other notes are found here.

Exploring Taking

Quotes, Poetry and Song

Angie quivered with the sensation of his hard flesh beneath her hands, all male sinew and bone. The lotion had given her a heady excuse to leisurely explore his body, to feel the rippling muscles of his arms and the flatness of his stomach. Of their own volition, her hands spread themselves across his chest, feeling the heat generated by his body . . .
– Janet Dailey, Terms of Surrender [How’s that for the title of a romance novel?]

Of everything I have seen,
It’s you I want to go on seeing,
Of everything I have touched,
It’s your flesh I want to go on touching.
– Pablo Neruda

And is not this education, to study the shape of her lovely
Breasts, and down over her hip slide my adventuring hand?
Marble comes doubly alive for me then, as I ponder, comparing,
Seeing with vision that feels, feeling with fingers that see.
– Roman Elegies vii

Miss Sara Ann Bakersmith, she was my girlfriend
I took her top off for the first time at the drive-in
You know those had to be the coolest things I’d seen
She was passed around like a bottle of crown, but she was always sweet to me
– Casey Donahew Band

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly I like the thrill

of under me you so quite new
– e e cummings

Exploring Allowing

Quotes, Poetry and Song

You came to me this morning
And you handled me like meat
You’d have to be a man to know
How good that feels, how sweet.
– Leonard Cohen, A Thousand Kisses Deep

Darling, do not regret the promptness of your surrender!
I think no less of you, you have not lost my respect.

Eros has arrows that work many ways: some merely will scratch us,
And as the slow venom acts, so the heart sickens for years.
But there are others, strong-feathered and freshly pointed and sharpened –
Right to the marrow they pierce, quickly they kindle the blood.
— Roman Elegies v

Sometimes, when he was not near me, I thought, I will never let him touch me again. Then, when he touched me, I thought, it doesn’t matter, it is only the body, it will soon be over. When it was over, I lay in the dark and listened to his breathing and dreamed of the touch of hands, of Giovanni’s hands, or anybody’s hands, hands which would have the power to crush me and make me whole again.
– James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room