I have this rule you see, a rule i really try to keep
Developed through repetitions of pathetic scenarios, occuring so frequently they are simply tragically un-unique
Developed through repetitions of pathetic scenarios, occuring so frequently they are simply tragically un-unique
Pathetic experiences which through some cruel twist commonly prove me a fool
In the grip of desperation and seeking to avoid humiliation I have created this rule:
In the grip of desperation and seeking to avoid humiliation I have created this rule:
NO GIVING OUT MY NUMBER ON PUBLIC TRANSPORT!
Now I really had plans for, abiding by my own law, unfortunately TFL conspired to seal my fate
This fella was 6'4, tube swayed he caught me mid fall, I just couldn't say no when he requested a dinner date
My weakness for tall men and free food, combined with the slick quick wit of this dude, made my fall from my rule inevitable
He was a.....rough diamond, do anything he said like he was called Simon, I could tell he was more than a little bit road, but I thought I could upgrade him, he could be my new assignment
And that night...He looked edible, not that sweet boy sugary scene, no e numbers in his alphabet, he was neither sickly nor was he saccharine
He was savoury, and I could tell from his look he wanted to savour me Slow digest, sip not slurp, breathe in my aura and taste flavours fully
He said 'beautiful order whatever you like, your figures right, swaggers tight, I'm proud to be with you tonight, I wanna feed your body soul and mind, n wana watch this food slip thru your lips n straight to the hips n I know them hips don't lie!'
Now I really had plans for, abiding by my own law, unfortunately TFL conspired to seal my fate
This fella was 6'4, tube swayed he caught me mid fall, I just couldn't say no when he requested a dinner date
My weakness for tall men and free food, combined with the slick quick wit of this dude, made my fall from my rule inevitable
He was a.....rough diamond, do anything he said like he was called Simon, I could tell he was more than a little bit road, but I thought I could upgrade him, he could be my new assignment
And that night...He looked edible, not that sweet boy sugary scene, no e numbers in his alphabet, he was neither sickly nor was he saccharine
He was savoury, and I could tell from his look he wanted to savour me Slow digest, sip not slurp, breathe in my aura and taste flavours fully
He said 'beautiful order whatever you like, your figures right, swaggers tight, I'm proud to be with you tonight, I wanna feed your body soul and mind, n wana watch this food slip thru your lips n straight to the hips n I know them hips don't lie!'
Course after course, cuz you know I'm not a picky salad girl, I'm a fluffy girl, can't get enough and the entree alone mixed with his teasing conversation really kina rocked my world
We started out with drinks, still slightly awkward but sweet and dizzying and new, my appetite for food was overtaken by my hunger to know him
Over starters we covered fathers, mothers, siblings, favourite colours, I was told as a child not to rush my food but I wanted to devour him
By the main course we got deep and delved into dreams, discussed the various people who had scarred us, he had me thinking maybe it could be just us, maybe I could be full up
By dessert it was long lingering stares, he satisfied my lust for sweetness with mischievous jokes and tantalising charm...you know what they say, little of something bad is often good for you
I giggled and blushed and licked my lips, raised my wine hazed heavy lidded eyes to meet his gaze
Deep brown intense unfazed, his dizzying look made me sure he knew what I craved
His lips parted, succulent and moist, sending signals to my brain
Synapses firing, pupils dilating, skin tingling as I anticipated what he might say..............
'Nahhh but hear this tho babe,like mans saying jsa don't drop till weds....what have you got p for this yh!?'
I have this rule you see....
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