Orientation

She stood naked. He snappishly flicked
Her left nipple… She’d somehow been tricked!
“Call me Master,” he said,
And she trembled in dread…
“And I warn you… I’m terribly strict!”

Rocked to sleep

When they’d fucked, he said “That was terrific!”
She sighed. “Could you be more specific?”
“Like, you know, great screw!
Didn’t you think so too?”
“Nah,” she said. “Kinda more soporific!”

Ripe

Post-pubescent, her womanhood blooming,
Boys sniffing round, older men grooming…
She’s yet to decide,
Let alone to confide,
Whom she’ll give herself to… just assuming.

After school

Tits and arse like to make a guy drool,
She leaned close… “Wanna meet after school?
Like, you’re so fuckin’ hot!”
He just stared, and said “What?”
And she laughed. “Nah, just kidding, you fool!”