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"First"
Hot August Nights
Shimmering rods, gals and evenings
A glance, another, smiles in unison
That look which speaks, believing
Established contact
Common urge
We plan, meet again over drinks
Lusting to merge
Converse, laugh and flirt
Open discussion ensues
Her hand finds mine
'What if I told you'
'My age is twenty-eight'
She speaks to confess
'And I've never done this'
Softly offers her request
Voice of absolute proof
'Please be my first'
Her eyes beg approval
While conveying thirst
'I am not a virgin'
The tone not contrary
Delicate grip tightens
'Will you take my anal cherry'
My mind races
Whether it be drinks, timing or obsession
Provoking her prized offer
A quick reply, "Of course" showing no repression
Details remain for others to imagine
Knowing I display care
Opening her precious gift
Priceless pleasures to share
*August 11, 2012*
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