Tuesday, July 19, 2016
Every man she knew
sleazed into sex.
Even the non-lovers with their sixth grade hints
showing the absolute glee of being dirty.
She gave up. Dismissed the lot.
Threw herself into work!
And then met Rory.
Entirely healthy, caring, fun! Wholesome.
With caressing words!
After a few months of undirty sex and
the warmest affection, anxiety flooded.
“Rory,” she informed him, patiently,
“it's past time for you to do something evil!”
Labels: affection, boredom, dirty, evil, goodness, routine, sex, warmth
