Having suitably been wined and dined,
A girl’s placed in a bit of a bind:
She can either say no,
Put her coat on and go,
Or give in and make payment in kind.
Tag: consent
Res ipso loquitur
Though her parents had preached Doctor Spock at her,
The first man who brandished his cock at her
Was whisked into bed,
Not a single word said!
As the lawyers say, res ipso loquitur!
Harassment
Since he’d badgered and bothered and harrassed her
Miss Darcy dined out with her barrister,
But her moral beliefs
Meant the sight of his briefs
Didn’t rouse her, but rather embarrassed her.
Contra deal
An unscrupulous lawyer called Crewes
Made an offer she couldn’t refuse,
To a girl on her knees,
Who could not pay his fees,
And had nought but her virtue to lose.
Accessory
A young lawyer, we’ll call Bernadette,
In a lather of sexual sweat,
Took the matter in hand,
(Viz: the masculine gland),
With intention to aid and abet!
Stitched up
Charged with rape, a young man was acquitted,
When blithely the plaintiff admitted,
(Insensitive bitch),
That, not dropping a stitch,
Throughout all, she had silently knitted!
With a pop
I was so drunk, one night, that I missed.
“That’s the wrong hole!” she breathlessly hissed.
I pulled out with a pop,
But she said “God, don’t stop!”
I said “OK, then, since you insist!”
The match-girl
In the slush and the wind-driven snow,
With the temperature fourteen below,
Knelt the match-girl, so numb,
That the prick in her bum,
She felt no more than if she’d said no.
Stabbed in the arras
His intention to forcibly rape,
He hid naked, behind a thick drape,
But his organ protruded,
“A man!” she concluded,
And backed up, her buttocks agape!
To the point
She cried “Oh! It’s so big! I just love it!
Wherever you want you can shove it!
Let’s start with my cunt,
From the back and the front,
Then I’ll skewer myself, from above it!”