Though she uttered a silent profanity,
Just for the sake of her sanity,
Sick of his pleas,
(Sobbing, down on his knees),
Yes, she’d fuck him, just out of humanity!
Tag: consent
Can’t buy me love
Though he plied her with sweetmeats and liquors,
Bought presents, (he left on the stickers),
A major campaign,
Caviar and champagne,
He still never got into her knickers!
What are friends for?
Just another damn randy damn male!
Her best friend and all! Damn betrayal!
She’d thought he was joking;
Now naked, cock poking,
Her protests to little avail!
Manners make the man
She was neither stuck up, nor a prude,
But the fellow was vulgar and crude!
Had he been more polite,
Then perhaps she just might …
No! she thought. I’m just not in the mood!
Protestations of love
Well, of course, in the course of events,
She got screwed. It was pretty intense!
All his talk about love;
Well, fuck! Heavens above!
It was hard to take too much offence.
Fashionista
Yeah, she knows anal’s cool, all the fashion,
But when he first tried, she went ashen,
And told him “Fuck! No!”
Now she does it, although
With her teeth gritted, not with great passion.
Little black dress
In her bum-hugging little black dress,
Just containing her tits, more or less,
If a chap tries his luck,
Whispers “Fancy a fuck?”
You could say she’s already said yes!
Innocent until proven guilty
Not as innocent as she pretends,
What she’ll let you do rather depends…
If she likes what she sees,
She’ll say yes (or yes, please),
And decide then how far yes extends.
Cold fish
When he said “Want a root?” she said “Yeah”,
Though she seemed not to very much care.
She just went through the motions,
Deadpan, no emotions,
At best, sort of vaguely aware.
Playing hard ball
Accidentally, quite unintended,
What started as just fun descended
To what? Not quite rape,
Though she couldn’t escape …
She was totally fucked! (Pun intended.)