Two Minute BiobyLittlemissblair©
Sometimes when I'm home alone
staring at the telephone
paranoia sets in.
Wondering why my friends don't call
or do I have any friends at all
did I alienate them.
I've been naughty for so long
maybe that's whats wrong
fuckem, who needs them
Maybe I should do some cleaning
god, my life has no meaning
I'm so alone and bored.
Should I try calling them
no, I'm not a pushy fem
as long as they do what I tell them.
Where'd I put that x rated tape
the illegal one, showing that rape
I must be sick to enjoy that scene.
God, do I need some relief
that fantasy, about a thief
yessss...he forces me to fuck him.
Jesus christ..that was quick
I really must be sick
now my panties are a mess.
Damn...my smelly fingers
love the scent that always lingers
after fingering myself.
Oh, the phone, it's about time
someone finally spent a dime
bitches know whats good for them
"Hello Carol, what's up with you
I'm just sitting here, nothing to do"
she wants me.
"Sure, you mean right now
both you and Val"
a threesome, wow
Better change before I leave
pussy leaking like a sieve
no, Val likes them wet.
Why did I worry, nothing to fear
my friends can be so dear
when they want my pussy..and my ass.
author, little miss blair
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