A good girl, or at least so reputed,,
At times, though, it seems, when it suited,
She’d ditch her ideals,
Put on her high heels,
And go out and get herself rooted!
Tag: high heels
Who’d be a woman?
“Men!” she said. “They don’t know how it feels!
Half starved all the time, skipping meals!
And waxing our pubes!
Saving up for new boobs!
Fucking g-strings, and fucking high heels!”
Pendular motion
He’d just chuckled a bit, and they’d squabbled;
He’d laughed at the way her arse wobbled
When wearing high heels.
“Just think how it feels!”
She sobbed, as she tottered and hobbled.