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Click hereat ten a.m. we met on
the plane. i was in my prim
blue business suit. you had the
air of an adventurer.
we arranged to meet again
after my planned appointments.
at four o’clock i felt your
cock press against my belly.
it made me unsteady. i
traded on your worldliness
and went for it – you obliged
me with your heady jism.
at six, you bent me over
the countertop and fucked so
hard that when you popped, i hit
the floor, cooing like a dazed
pigeon, and accounting the
balance of your abandon.
at eight, we took a walk. in
twilight, you kept our bargain
and used me well - planting your
wanderlust in my soul, and
spotting my blouse with keepsakes
of our wonderful business.
this poem, as provocative and fine as any you have produced. I just love the rhythm of your poesy.