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Click hereFace Fuck Book # 12-- Patty O’Brien
Single still?
Once my next-door neighbor
Engaged to the high school thug
An Italian capo wannabe
used to steal my knitted red winter cap
throw it in the snow sloshed dirty street
called me, “Santa’s little helper”
I just smiled, was but a child
what could I do?
But watch for you in your window
With a black cloth over my head
A spyglass to my eye
Then that night
you came home
Disrobed and stood nude before me
I was but 50 feet away
You were my first naked women
a beauty
Large full breasts, no sag
large areolas
golden hair
flawless face
ass to die for
I was but a child
You were older
Already indoctrinated
It was obvious from the way
you strutted in the door
Next you were married
Right after graduation
The thug failed at business
Ended up a route salesman
Two kids
In time the thug
not so tough in the life's brew
turned and beat you too
Divorce
That was my chance
To see you again as you were then
But our paths were too diverse
separated by continents
In my mind’s eye
I can still see you as you were
Throwing your white brassiere down
Your tanned full breasts moving around
as you as you walked
up and down the hall
proud and tall
When I met you last
you’d became your mother
Your radiant beauty
life had pealed away
like layers of an onion
your breasts, your ass
the days had passed
your face aged cruelly
But you are still my spyglass beauty