“Please come in. Shut the door, will you, dear?”
Her boss says, a wink and a leer…
“My, what a nice dress!”
She thinks “Okay… I guess,
What’s a fuck, to advance one’s career?”
Tag: sex abuse
It goes with the job
She’s just paid to wash dishes and sweep,
Has an attic cot, upstairs to sleep,
A dumb slut, he thought, still,
He could root her at will,
And at maid’s wages, awfully cheap!
Sabbatical
Wretched, treacherous, lecherous priest!
When she cried, his lust only increased!
In her prayers, she thanked God
That the randy old sod
Didn’t fuck her on Sundays at least.
Stockholm
She lay musing; the thing she detested
Was not so much being molested.
She had, yes, at first,
But what seemed now the worst,
Was the thought of him being arrested!