Silly girl, she’d get nervous and fret
About boys, and which ones she might let
Have a kiss, squeeze her titty…
But, God! What a pity
If that were as far as they’d get!
Category: PG
Parental guidance recommended
First kiss
When he kissed her, her timid heart leapt!
Dreams come true! Her Prince Charming! Except…
He was squeezing her breast!
She was being undressed!
Lust, not love, then, she thought, and she wept.
Gone fishin
Does she love him? Nah! Not even fond.
There must be bigger fish in the pond!
Yeah, to tell the damn truth,
She’s just wasting her youth…
Trash his car. Take her jewels. Abscond!
Let down
She looks lovely… except that set frown…
Is she peeved? She looks somehow let down…
Splendid lactating breasts,
On display for his guests,
In her new, rather low-cut (wet?) gown.
Une affaire
Her affair had been just short and sweet…
Who’d have thought her the damn sort to cheat
On her husband? Not she!
But it turned out to be
An experience one ought repeat!
Acquiescence
It would seem he would not be denied,
She’d refused, at least, anyway, tried…
And that being the case,
She thought, where’s the disgrace?
“If you must, then you may, sir,” she sighed.
Bad joke
She thought “This is a bit of a drag!”
Yes, she’d gone out to look for a shag,
And went home with this bloke,
Is he playing a joke?
I mean… what’s with the handcuffs and gag?
Honesty
My one talent, she told the guy, smirking,
Is getting my kit off and twerking…
My tits and my bum…
Might not seem much to some,
But pays good, and it’s better than working!
Witch-hunt
Who’d have wanted to be a damn witch?
Dobbed in likely, by some local snitch,
Shunned and feared, called names,
Or consigned to the flames,
Persecuted for sport by the rich.
The ring thing
They were sort of engaged, more or less,
As he said, with his hand up her dress,
But she’d keep saying no…
It was no ring, no go.
Once she’d got it, she might acquiesce.