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Lament of a Mistress

Why can we only meet Thursdays?
Though that's how it is, I just know.
When you have a 'conference' or 'meeting'
And I just go with the flow

But I'd love to meet on a Monday
Buck the trend, start the week with a fuck
Though your PA would know and she might tell your wife
And that would be awfully bad luck

What about a shag Sunday lunchtime?
Wouldn't that be such a treat?
We could have pre lunch sex at a Premier Inn
Then feast upon Toby Inns meat!

And what about one Tuesday evening?
I could skive my Pilates and instead -
Show you my Child's Pose, or Pelvic Floor Thrusts
All naked and bendy and in bed!!

And what about a whole Friday night?
From dusk 'til dawn, would we dare?
You'd be on a 'course' I'd do your 'research'
No one would know we were there!

I want you all night time, as you make me rock
I want torrid hot sex with your florid hot cock!
I want love bites all over, neck down to feet
Suck, kiss and lick me, you know I taste sweet!

But I know we can only meet Thursdays
That's how it is, I just know.
When you have a 'conference' or 'meeting
And I just go with the flow.

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