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Social Observation Without Rhyme

It's Almost a Crime

this is done so well

"You know what you want?

she asks in that cartoon cute voice

smooth with innuendo.

Leans over me to peek over my menu

her tight lifted breast brushes my arm,

then rests on my bicep."

small thoughts on this - that? do you want? Over me, "me" is filled in, again "Over my" unless you have a reason for two Overs?

have him take you to a strip club. Better yet, you take him. This was expertly done, like you've been in that situation...nice! *devilish grin* (Secretly, I like Hooters and I like their...wings)

Um ... okay. ;o)

~Imp

"rarely used ladies room" it's hard to believe that one exists. lol

"or pities him for my taking all the fun out of the naughtiness of it all" I like to think that was your motive. ;)

always makes any place she is sexually charged

I think of her in super markets and hardware stores and wonder if the girl over there is having " seattle" thoughts

; )

" you know you want it"

I love it

a great read

Thank you

( and by the way....they envy him)

I just think I would've tightened this up a little. Shorten some of the lines...kind of break things down. I still enjoyed it :)

One of the better poems I have found. Thank you.

but a chicken wing thing, baby. Send me a Kristin dipped in Hooter's wing sauce please... hold the ranch dressing!

Tasty write ;)

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