What do you want? He asked with anger on the edge of his
Oh nothing much really; I just want to use, abuse, and
But don't worry, It's not so bad; just give me what I want, -
You see and eventually, I shall let you be.
She perused his long, thin, muscular body with her
Possessing, wishful, eyes.
Just give In, it's not a sin, unless you believe it way down
The young man was aroused and his reasoning lost its
He touched her soft beckoning breasts and started to caress
Is this that bad? Actually, It's quite good, I think you should
Sleep with me; actually, I know you should.
Ripping sheets, piercing screams, fulfillment of one's wildest
Used, abused and misused, the young man lay there, his body torn from strain.
She kissed him good-bye, and the morals that died and left
Him, defeated and tried.
Oh, she never lied.