She would bear him no great animosity…
She, out of teenage precocity,
Just pushed her luck…
And she copped a good fuck…
Satisfying her damn curiosity
Tag: precocious
Inappropriateness
Her angelic face, dark eyes that smoulder;
Each passing week, seemingly bolder!
Not quite so naive
As one might well believe;
Heaven help the poor boys when she’s older!
Growing pains
In her own mind, at least, all grown up;
Boys, sex, booze, got it pretty sewn up.
Sneaking out late at night,
Folks don’t know. Or they might.
Any case though, she’ll never own up.
Precociousness
At her age, love would not be condoned;
He’d be ostracised, shamed and disowned.
So they must be discreet,
Pleasure all the more sweet
When the time comes, for being postponed.
The family that plays together
A precocious young girl and her mother
Made love to her father and brother;
When they were away,
They were happy to play
With their neighbours and friends, or each other.