Just a case of trust sadly misplaced;
She was rooted, knocked up, left red-faced.
She seduced someone new,
Not much fussed about who,
Since the first fellow couldn’t be traced.
The demon, drink
Well, so much for good sense and respect!
Being drunk, what else might she expect?
She did things with some men
She was powerless, then
To prevent, or next day, recollect!
Status unconfirmed
She was hot! She was bloody delectable!
Sadly, it seemed, quite respectable.
Luckily though,
Virgins come, virgins go;
A small problem that’s simply correctable.
Impatience
“If you loved me, you’d fuck me,” he said.
“Come on, prove that you do! Come to bed!”
Of course, once she’d been dared,
(It was not that she cared),
She stripped off. “Pussy, arse or some head?”
Down-to-earth woman
She was morally challenged, impaired;
People called her a slut, but who cared?
She enjoyed men’s rude jokes,
Drank and fucked like the blokes.
She knew good things were meant to be shared!
Skirting the issue
The girl’s skirt’s altogether too short;
Her breasts lack any means of support.
Has she no thought, or dread,
In her pretty young head,
Of the risk with which such dress is fraught?
Forethought
She’d hoped not, but the poor girl was caught,
Since her skirt was a hand’s-breadth too short.
She’d thought “Who’d know, or care
About no underwear?
If I wear it or not?” Well, she ought!
Persuasion
Though she’d put up a bit of a fight,
He’d undressed her, well almost, not quite.
She was down on the floor,
When he asked her once more,
And she said “Oh shit, fuck it! Alright.”
Speaking in tongues
She’d been licked, and she liked how it felt;
She knew, too, how cocks tasted and smelt.
Cunnilingus she knew,
And fellatio too,
Though she didn’t know how they were spelt.
Faint heart, fair lady
Here eyes rolled, she proceeded to faint…
He, perhaps should have shown more restraint…
But one breast was exposed,
And “Why not?” he supposed.
He’d be gone before any complaint!