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Crime

    Prelude to Punishment
That wicked little bitch, rose up inside of me
When
i saw Him sitting there, Hard at work one day
i flicked my hair and sauntered over
To sit across from Him.

And that wicked little bitch
winked suggestivly
As
He arched one perfect eyebrow
leaning back in His chair He asked,
“What do you think you're up to?”
“do You really need to ask, or can't You take a hint?”

And that wicked little bitch
rolled her eyes dismissively
because
i thought He'd take the bait
But He was much to clever for that
Shrugged and looked away from me.
“I'm much too tired tonight”

And that wicked little bitch
Giggled in glee
Asking
“What's the matter baby, i thought You were a MAN.”
i saw the glint in His eyes, when He looked at me
"Or is it that i'm too much for You to handle?”

And that wicked little bitch
Purred with victory.
Riotgirl
Written by Riotgirl (Slytly)
Published | Edited 24th Mar 2016
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