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Bewildered
She was liking him as they left the bar.
He insisted on walking her to her car.
"I have a request," he said.
She thought he'd kiss her, try to get her in bed.
Hopeful, happy, she waited for his request.
It was not what she would have guessed.
"Would you give me your panties, please?"
"I'm not wearing any." A clever response, a tease.
Disappointed, rejected, he walked away.
"Where are you going, what did I say?
Will you call me another day? Hey!”
He insisted on walking her to her car.
"I have a request," he said.
She thought he'd kiss her, try to get her in bed.
Hopeful, happy, she waited for his request.
It was not what she would have guessed.
"Would you give me your panties, please?"
"I'm not wearing any." A clever response, a tease.
Disappointed, rejected, he walked away.
"Where are you going, what did I say?
Will you call me another day? Hey!”
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