She got naked, got down on all fours.
“Why you doin’ that girl?” “Just because …
Shit! I’m horny as hell!
And just so you can tell…
Anytime, any which way, I’m yours!”
Tag: proposition
Old friends
They met up for a drink and a chat.
He said “Hi”, gave her fanny a pat.
“How’s your love life?” he said.
She smiled, winked. “A bit dead.
Want a root?” “Yeah, why not?” That was that.
Invitation
“Free tonight?” he asked… laudable tact…
“Yes, perhaps. Could you be more exact?”
“Okay, how would it suit
To have dinner, then root?”
“Very well, as a matter of fact!”
Willing
Her eyes downcast, she blushed, then went pale;
To be thus addressed by a male.
He loved her, he said!
He must take her to bed!
Inshallah! Yes! Thank God for her veil!
Morning mystery
When he asked, she said “Don’t be absurd!”
(She’d, at first, thought she must have misheard).
So they chatted and drank;
She was later quite blank,
As to how, when and where it occurred!
Diplomacy
“Want a root?” he asked, oh so refined.
She politely but firmly declined,
Showing great grace and tact,
Though in actual fact
She was more than half that way inclined!