Ethan woke ill. He despised being sick . He was enjoying the erotic dreams had about the beautiful woman from the clinic. The captivating enchantress held his attention from the second he'd laid eyes on her. She was a curvy BBW with seductive eyes, long silky hair, full, luscious lips and curves in all the right places. Her tight, white, sleeveless button down shirt showed off her bewitching, creamy white cleavage. Her skirt clung to her eye-catching curves and showed off her elegant legs. His mouth watered with desire at the sight of her large plump nipples poking out from under her shirt. As he took in the beauty of the ravishing temptress standing beside him, envisioned what it would be like making passionate love to such an irresistible woman. His cock …show more content…
“Can I help you?” “I’m here for a flu shot,” replied Ethan embarrassed. “What's your name?” “Ethan Lancet.” The nurse checked the appointment book and told him to have a seat until they called his name. His gaze stayed focused on the ravishing woman. “Please take a seat sir until we call you back,” said the nurse once again. The beautiful temptress glances up, smiles, and says hello. Ethan's heart melts at the sight of her breath-taking smile. “Hello,” he said smiling. He wanted to ask her out, but doubted such a beautiful woman would go out with him. Ethan took his medicine and fluffed his pillow before curling up to go back to sleep. He he would go to the clinic. He was looking forward to dreaming about the beautiful temptress once again. Emily grabbed the medication cart and started her rounds. “Good Morning Mr. Johnson." “Good Morning Beautiful,” he said winking at her. “How are you today?” “I'm always good when a beautiful, vivacious woman with cleavage as deep as the Grand Canyon comes to visit me. You have curves that just won't quit. If I were a few years younger I’d take you on a date and show you a good
Florence is in her headquarters at the hospital, she works at. She is writing a letter to a patient's mother. When all of a sudden, Mary, a fellow nurse, walks in. Mary and Florence talk about how nice it is to work with each other and how happy Mary is here. Mary quotes, “ I’m glad I’m here with you Miss Nightengale. Good Night.” at the end of their discussion.Also, they talk about how both of their families don’t really want them there. They talk for a little and Florence seems very at home and happy. Later, after Mary had left, two gentlemen come to talk to Florence. It is Dr. Goodale and Dr. Hall that have come to speak with her. After talking for a while they both leave and let Florence to her work. In the hospital, Florence seemed like an entire new person, she was much more
Several Years after their marriage, cousin Mattie Silver is asked to relieve Zeena, who is constantly ill, of her house hold duties. Ethan finds himself falling in love with Mattie, drawn to her youthful energy, as, “ The pure air, and the long summer hours in the open, gave life and elasticity to Mattie.” Ethan is attracted to Mattie because she is the opposite of Zeena, while Mattie is young, happy, healthy, and beautiful like the summer, Zeena is seven years older than Ethan, bitter, ugly and sickly cold like the winter. Zeena’s strong dominating personality undermines Ethan, while Mattie’s feminine, lively youth makes Ethan fell like a “real man.” Ethan and Mattie finally express their feeling for each other while Zeena is visiting the doctor, and are forced to face the painful reality that their dreams of being together can not come true.
Ethan Frome is the story of a family caught in a deep-rooted domestic struggle. Ethan Frome is married to his first love Zeena, who becomes chronically ill over their long marriage. Due to his wife’s condition, they took the services of Zeena’s cousin, Mattie Silver. Mattie seems to be everything that Zeena is not, youthful, energetic, and healthy. Over time Ethan believes that he loves Mattie and wants to leave his wife for her. He struggles with his obligations toward Zeena and his growing love for Mattie. After Zeena discovers their feelings toward each other, she tries to send Mattie away. In an effort to stay together, Ethan and Mattie try to kill themselves by crashing into the elm that they talked about so many times. Instead, Mattie becomes severely injured and paralyzed. The woman that was everything that Zeena was not became the exactly the same as her. In Ethan Frome, the author communicates meanings in this story through various symbols. One of the most significant symbols used in this story is the very setting itself.
On Sunday, a nurse on a medical/surgical floor in a large private hospital is assigned as the primary nurse to a woman who was just admitted. The woman’s testing begins on Monday and the primary nurse does not have work for the next few days. The nurse returns on Saturday and goes over the woman’s charts. The nurse discovers that the woman has chronic lymphocytic leukemia and is being treated for the disease. After approaching the woman the nurse realizes that the woman is unaware of her diagnoses as she asks the nurse when she will be able to return to work. The nurse explains that she has not yet spoken with the physician and will get back to her once she has done so. On your way back to the nurses' station, one of the woman's two daughters approaches the nurse and urges the nurse to assure her mother that there is no reason for concern. The daughter explains that her mother has just been through a painful divorce and
In Edith Wharton’s powerful work Ethan Frome, she introduces two leading female characters and instantly creates a comparison of the two within the reader’s eyes. This, not coincidentally, is the same comparison the protagonist Ethan constantly faces and struggles with throughout the novel. On one hand, Zenobia, commonly called Zeena, Frome has been a long-standing part of Ethan’s life. Years of marriage, although not always happy, combined with her always declining health, cause Ethan to feel indebted and sympathetic towards her. While, on the other, Mattie Silver, a relative of Zeena walks into the life of the Frome’s, and with her brings a new feeling of life and vitality to which Ethan has never experienced before. Her appearance in his life sparks feeling of passion, which in turn leads to an awkward tension created in the household where Ethan, Zeena, and Mattie all reside. The foiling actions and characteristics of these two women underlie the main struggle within Ethan throughout the novel.
At the start of his journey, Ethan surrenders himself to the forces of isolation, silence, and his depleted life. Soon his desire for love, in a situation where only abject coldness exists, transforms him into an emotional and confident man. Because of his emotional weakness, Ethan loses opportunities to reveal his passion to Mattie and also acquiesces to his wife's demands, while shunning out his own needs. After suffering so long with the sickly Zeena, Ethan fears unveiling his passionate feelings to Mattie, for he is bound as a husband and tradition to Zeena. Years earlier as a younger and more hale man, Ethan felt trapped in his hometown Starkfield. Mistakenly, he marries Zeena, a gaunt, sallow nagging hag, as compensation for her nursing Ethan's sick mother. Ethan and his morose, invalid wife Zeena live in a trapped, unspoken resentment on...
How strange and awful it seemed to stand naked under the sky! how delicious! She felt like some new-born creature, opening its eyes in a familiar world that it had never known.
Ethan has a nightmare vision when he returns home from the night in the village with Mattie. Zeena exerts mental domination over Ethan and she asserts her position at the head of the household. The prominence of feminism proves that Ethan would rather be around a girl like Mattie instead of Zeena.
He decided to travel into the town square. It was there that he saw one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Desperate to meet someone, he approach...
David says to Tally,"That's why you're beautiful, Tally. " The words made her dizzy for a moment, like the falling feeling of looking into a new Pretty's eyes. "Me?""Yes. She laughed, shaking her head. "
When the reader is first introduced to Ethan, he seems to be an all-around perfect person. He is sweet to his wife,
Donna Freitas in The End of Sex gives her thoughts on how hookup culture is affecting specifically college students. Her judgment comes out of a space where she wants, “to empower them (participants in hookups) to seek the kinds of relationships they want…” (16). Though her perspective comes from a good place, her argument has points that are shaming, archaic, dismissive, and one sided. Her argument seems to be that of a pro-woman stance at times, neglecting one of the key feminism ideals of choice. Freitas uses patriarchal arguments to back up her ideas, tarnishing her perspectives that come off as woman empowering. The book, The End of Sex, neglects to be conscious of female independence
The doctor's office was crowded as I checked in at the front desk. "Do you have insurance?" the lady at the window asks several times before I realized she was talking to me. "I'm just here to talk to the doctor about my lab results" I squeaked, "Sign here, Please."
Her eyes shined like a glossy pearl just washing on a shore of black sand with the warm rays of the sun shining down on it. Lips of bright cherry red went well with the tight black dress she was wearing. The light hit her just right so you could see every luscious curve of her body. She smelled like an ocean breeze coming in to the shore. Just try to imagine the perfect most beautiful woman you have ever seen in your life and times that by ten fold. Absolute perfection on high heals.
On this particular day, I nestled behind Jane Austen’s portrayal of indubitable lust between Mr. Darcy & Miss Bennet. My skinny cappuccino sat beside me, the smooth, brown milk created a contrast with the mug that lay on the table the lustrous texture, topped with chocolate crumbles outdated the effect created by the coffee beans which placed themselves outside the mug, begging to be crushed. I place my hand on the warm mug, curling my naked left hand around it, taking only a minuscule sip, my eyes remain cross-eyed whilst reading the last few words of my page as I grasped the crisp page between my delicate fingers I clenched my mug and led it to my mouth, taking a considerably larger sip and this time letting the warm liquid sit on my tongue for longer. In that moment I glance up, breaking from my novel whilst letting the sweet coffee slide down my throat, unintentionally scanning the room of people’s profiles and in that very moment, time stopped. My emotions turn jagged and my insides tightened, when I layed eyes on what used to be my entire world, not one merely feature makes him so handsome, though his eyes come close.