The bass pumps a rhythm,
And my hips start to twirl.
I'm now just a creature,
No longer a girl.
:~:
An inferno of lust,
A haze of temptation.
When I target my prey,
I can feel his elation.
:~:
The first wave of pleasure
Hits us hard, hits us fast.
The thrusting is violent;
I know he won't last.
:~:
Our screams twine together
As our bodies twitch and grind.
I sit back as he slips to sleep,
My posture is resigned.
:~:
I tug out of the arms
Of my millionth bang-and-bail.
I grimace at his putrid scent;
Jack Daniels that's gone stale.
:~:
I slip back on my skimpy clothes,
And strut back to the floor.
I grind against a brand new man;
I won't need any more.