Though her flesh was hot, still, in her bones,
And despite her involuntary moans,
She still guiltily knew
That a girl shouldn’t do,
What a good girl till marriage postpones.
Category: PG
Parental guidance recommended
Consolation
Disait elle “Mon amour, comme je t’aime,
Mais, tu n’es pas premier, ni deuxieme,
Ni le vingtieme, j’ai peur,
Mais tu es le meilleur!
Oui! Oui! Vraiment! La crême de la crême!
Ipso facto
The poor girl knew for certain, the minute he
Fondled her nether vicinity,
Hard as she tried,
She would not be a bride
Dressed in white, with her intact virginity.
Twit
As she says, it’s her own life to fritter.
Futile, but the girl ain’t no quitter!
She’ll party all night,
Act the whore, well, not quite,
And next day, tell the whole world on Twitter!
The sum is more than the parts
“There’s a matter we need to discuss,”
She said, frowning, subdued, “about us.”
And he knew where this led,
Lying there, in her bed,
Still conjoined. It has ever been thus.
The upshot
From besotted, bemused and beguiled,
To deflowered, debauched and defiled;
Now the object of scorn,
Pouting, moody, withdrawn,
(If he only had!), heavy with child!
Prenuptial
Though she sobbed, and her bare bosom heaved,
Swore she loved him, he wasn’t deceived,
And, at last, she confessed
That the child at her breast
Was not his, but alas, preconceived.
Love's labour's profit and loss
As for sex, the girl’s rapidly learning,
Becoming, in fact, quite discerning;
A root’s just a root,
And it might, or not, suit
Her, depending on how much she’s earning.
Sugar-mummy 3
Almost hairless, unblemished, a boy!
Inarticulate, awkward and coy,
Yet, so eager to screw!
Inexhaustible too!
And all hers! Hers alone to enjoy!
Dunce
Now she felt like an absolute fool,
Naked, hands and legs tied to a stool,
With her pussy exposed,
While they laughed, she supposed!
How on earth could she face them at school?