Still naive, to a certain extent,
Not quite certain, in fact, where it went,
Just “down there”, more or less,
But content to say yes,
To his question, whatever it meant!
Tag: virgin
Angels on the head of a pin
The discussion became esoteric;
“The term virgin,” shouted one cleric,
“Still does not preclude
That she might yet be screwed
In ways other than fucking generic!”
Spin
“Lot 15, a white girl!” cried the seller.
“Observe her remarkable pallor!
Still has all her teeth,
And the parts underneath
Scarcely used! Almost virgin! Praise Allah!”
Debut performance
Well-developed, though still under-aged,
Marriage mooted and well nigh engaged,
Now all gone down the gurgler,
Knocked off by some burglar,
Fiancé completely upstaged!
Infra dig
Once undressed, though intrigued at first vastly,
She found having sex simply ghastly;
Undignified, base,
The man’s breath in her face,
And the taste of his cock, worst and lastly!
Looking on the bright side
Though seduced and abandoned, deceived,
In a way, she was sort of relieved;
Cherry out of the way,
And the fuck was okay.
Still she was just a little bit peeved.
Cherry picking
She seemed not to mind too much undressing;
A virgin, perhaps, he was guessing,
A bit shy, not very,
And losing her cherry
Not something she found too distressing.
Religion and reality
The religion to which she adhered
Said girls should be virgins. So weird!
Till fifteen or so,
She held out, then… you know…
Just thought fuck and be damned, it appeared.
Babe in the wood
The poor girl, just a babe in the wood…
His intentions quite misunderstood…
Still a virgin, so young…
And he, rather well hung…
For the likes of him, hanging’s too good!
Bargaining power
“Listen up,” she said. “Here’s the thing.
If you want a root, buy me a ring.
There’ll be no more tomfoolery,
Not without joolery!
Got that? Or bloody go sing!”