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Adult Entertainment, Phone Sex

Adult Entertainment  
Adult Entertainment, risqué as can be, seducing the mind into a web to see  
To mentally flee, for some not their cup of tea  
Degrading emotions set free  
This has been a fascinating hit or sometimes a personal mental trip  
Somehow the topic landed on my Nurse’s wish list  
To discuss, in as much, for a sensitive narrative as such  
Various channels to choose from  
Some seem to stick out like a sore thumb  
A visual aid, and then some  
Mood enhancers  
Ask a man for their answer  
I’m sure he would say it’s the ultimate advancer  
His private lap dancer  
No money exchanged to take a chance  
For an uplifting palm romance  
Men and Women parading the essence of their being without any shame  
Silent action, arousing moans, no spoken names  
Instant money for a skin’s game  
Fame for some who has stake in a future acclaim  
Lights, Camera, Action  
Theatrical scenarios played out in all its splendid glorified satisfaction  
Two bodies simulating reactions  
Introducing your mind to its releasing stimulating abstractions  
Single or your sexual partner  
Man adding his watering hose as a woman’s private Gardner  
 
Phone Entertainment
 
Phone Sex, better at the moment if you have just been vexed by an ex  
Take my mind with your voice to dreamy places  
No discrimination with races  
Kiki, with the smokey eyes, a blessing to some in disguise  
Telling you what you what to hear, with small embellished lies  
Whispering sweet words in recipient’s ear  
It’s between me and you, no one else could hear  
No scripts, no stages, only beautiful carpet ride grandeur lies  
Tenderness, Enticing, Haitian Creole dialect, soft mummer outcries  
Lifting the libido of the harder gender, as it sweetly applies  
Pulling the emotional silk over one’s eyes  
Words to the wise  
Clients repeating  
Half hour verbal meetings  
Seeds of life always depleting  
My newest favorite wicked pastime  
Dildo in one hand, in the other, a glass of wine  
Moans and grunts no set clocks of time  
Releases to fill the empty needs  
From a soft voiced tease
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 10th Jul 2022
Author's Note
If I wrote a play with four characters every single one of them would talk like me regardless of age or sex.

Norman MacCaig
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