mark chanted , evoking the magical presence : `` you are nothing , '' as she lays there , blissful in her baredness : a nakedness which he peeled back into fully-bare , pushed towards invisibility ; `` you are everything , '' as in the ritual of the moment : in her , out of her : each penetration and withdrawal intensified by his liturgical words : words which eroded the separateness between them : she as a female , he as a male ; she as a woman , he as a man : `` nothing , '' `` everything '' her bones ached , her flesh was beyond raw , the searing pain had ceased , there was an absolute jolt of numbness : her body had long ago ceased to be her body : his in and out of her had ceased to be but the ebb and flow of her own presence , a presence which was slowly , but of sharp awareness , slowly being consumed oh , she had had images of seeping , of wetting , of being cloaked , but these had fallen away as her arms had , as her breasts had disappeared , as her backbone had been absorbed by his cock : not denied to her was this : his serpentine swallowing , of herself as being sucked into and through his cock : which was to him , `` innocence !