I find it very disagreeable, being a dashing romantic as I am,
that you would do such a thing as cheat on her.
a man with class would cheat behind closed doors,
keep his mouth shut and keep her legs wide open.
but you made me a part of your game when I met her,
I couldn't say anything to unfoil the plot, or lack there-of.
a year went by and I didn't say anything.
she wouldn't give it up enough, you said.
the lights had to be off and her dressed hiked up.
she would cup her tits and her pussy
and when you tried to maneuver your cock
around her fingers she said "no".
but you did it anyway and maybe she liked it in the end
but that's not how it usually goes, pal.
defender of right and just romantic love and
advert of the cupid's arrow. haha, what a crock of shit.
Monday, July 9, 2012
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