A/N: HI, this is my first fanfic, so please give me lots of feed back so I can improve as I know this is'nt very good.
Diclaimer: I do not own ff7, Reno or anyother characters. I do not own the song The King Blues - Sex Education.
Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex education
Up in his bedroom please lock the door
The playground conversation was real hardcore
They arranged a meeting, he is right on time
See's the instant message from his friend on-line
Belly rushing, cheeks turning pink
In a blink he was sent the link
The little box asks him are you 18?
His click of the mouse pass in the testing screen
He never had a little chat with his Dad
It weren't his Mum who enlightened this lad
It was Indiana Bones in the Temple of Poons
Saturday in IP with the Sperminator II
Two girls and one cup
One man and one cup, some crackhead slut who stuck for a buck
Belly rushing, cheeks turning pink
And in a blink his friends have the link
His dad was a pimp, his mum a whore. And people were really surprised at how he turned out? He likes to think he had learnt from the best. Hell, all his life was one big lesson. With all that practise and knowledge he reckons he must be at least a nine out of ten, on a bad day, with a couple of beers.
Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex education
Whether you like it or not
This is a sex education
Whether you like it or not
This is a sex education
He met her introduced by a mutual mate
Finally she agreed to let him have a date
He was mutton like lamb
She was lamb like mutton
Just great for the staple in her bellybutton
He was so new that he was confused
So he used it the only way he'd seen how to
Truth is she was used to this abuse
"It must be love" she weeped, tenderly bruised
They were both twelve. She came highly recommended by his mates. That night he fed her with all the promises of love and affection he could think of. They say you never forget your first, Tiffany? Rebecca? Stephanie? Oh, what does it matter if he can't remember her name? At least he remembers her long brown hair, or was it short and blonde?
Now no pop-up books and no blushing teacher
No parents and no angry preacher
No cartoons and no diagram
Just fifteen girls and one lucky man
Went along with the moans and the groans
And the exes filmed on the mobile phones
No giggling and certainly no doodles
Man that last one looked pretty brutal
Women, men, wutai, Costa del Sol, blonde, redhead, brunette. He's had them all. Screamers, biters- he liked biters, he loved to show and brag to everyone in the morning. Whores who are so glassy eyed and out of it all they can do is lay there and take it. Threesomes and orgies in Don Conreo's mansion. There are some perks of being a Turk and to be paid to travel everywhere.
Whether you like it or not
This is a sex education
Whether you like it or not
This is a sex education
Whether you like it or not
This is a sex education
Whether you like it or not
This is a sex education
Both of their breathing is coming hard and fast, the nameless girl beneath him groaning, encouraging. She stares deep into his eyes, and he stares right back coldly. He reaches his climax, and pushes her off. He gets dressed, leaves some money on the bed, and leaves the stingy little apartment in the Midgar Slums.