The Twelve-Step Program

1. The Meeting

In November I went to shop for food,
Not much, perhaps two-three days' worth,
But then the register I had chosen
Broke down when I was only third in line.
I looked around, but all the other ones
Had grown so much my best bet was to stay.
The man in front on me turned round to chat;
I felt grumped out, but that soon went away.

We talked for maybe twenty minutes there,
But when he'd been rung out, he hung around.
We talked out to his car; he turned to me
And asked if I was free on Friday night.
I thought I might do worse -- God knows I have.
I told the truth, said yes; his name was Frank.

2. The First Date

Frank picked me up at seven, right on time.
The dinner was delightful, and the talk
Far more relaxed than in the check-out line.
The movie was a nice romantic one
(I have to think that this man had me pegged)
And after that we went for coffee in
A little place not far from where I lived,
To my surprise he knew it very well.

He saw me to my door and we talked there.
I hated to let this nice eve'ning end,
But it was getting late. Frank asked me now
About a date next week, and I said yes.
I was unwilling to give him a kiss
On the first date -- he stole one, on the cheek!

3. The Second Date

In one week more we met again at eight,
And went to hear a concert in the park.
The music got me dreamy, half-asleep,
And so relaxed I hated to get up.
Some supper after that revived me, though,
And when he took me home we parked a while
And talked until past midnight in his car.
We walked up to my door to say goodnight.

This time I felt that he deserved a kiss
For such a lovely eve'ning on the town.
And when he said "Next Friday?" I said "Yes!"
And puckered up my lips for a farewell;
He kissed me once upon each cheek and then
He turned away, went down the steps, and left!

4. A Solid Kiss

It was December now. We met at six
On Saturday, and ate Italian.
Then to a movie, which I found a bore
Although it sounded good, then pies and coke.
When we went by my place, I looked at Frank
And thought perhaps he'd like some privacy.
I asked him if he'd like to come inside
And talk a while before we said goodnight.

I wasn't used to being aggressive,
But I decided that I wanted to
Kiss him full on the lips before he left.
I reached for him, his tongue got in my mouth,
I felt the room begin to fade away.
It seemed like hours till my heart slowed down.

5. The Plot Thickens

By February, we had settled down
To ending ev'ry date with something grand
In smooching to round off a perfect night,
And spending more time at it as months passed.
And then one night we sat upon his couch
And Frank looked deep into my eyes and I
Looked back. And then his hand went to my throat
And took down the first button on my blouse.

I half-way wanted to stop him and half
To let him go on. So I held my breath
And did not move. His lips kissed me again
While his right hand reached in to cup my breast
And then he lifted up the bra and touched
My nipples, and I wanted him all night.

6. Temptation

And that was where things stood for the next month,
Except that now I ran my hands on his
Bare back and on his chest to say goodnight.
The end of March, one night, we stayed indoors
And watched a TV show upon my set.
We went much further than we had before;
Frank lifted up my skirt and put his hand
Within my panties and he touched me there.

No one had ever done that, but I knew
I wanted him to do it, that and more.
His finger entered me and I cried out.
My hips rocked back and forth in orgasm.
I wanted Frank to stay, more than before,
And I fought hard for strength to let him go.

7. Decision

I thought about Frank on my April trip
To see the doctor who had, all my life
Seen to my problems and knew ev'rything
About me, from my menarche to my mumps.
He listened to me and looked thoughtfully,
Then reached for his prescription pad and wrote.
I thought about Frank while I stood in line
At the drugstore and paid my money out.

I thought about the way Frank made me feel,
And how he had become half of my life,
And all the things I longed to do with him,
And prayed for strength to last just one month more,
And so I placed upon the bathroom shelf
A small bottle of pills for birth control.

8. The Night Arrives

On Saturday, the nineteenth day of May,
We came back to his place at ten o'clock.
We sat, Frank took me in his arms, and I
Decided that this time I wanted him
To go the distance with me, to make love
Without restraint, and sleep with me tonight.
I whispered to him that I had prepared
Myself to safely take his seed in me.

Frank gently took me to his bed and slid
My clothing off, then his, then he kissed me.
His hands caressed my naked body there
Until my womanhood wept tears for him.
He lifted me up in his loving arms,
He lay me down, and then he lay with me.

Note that this one rhymes; wish they all had.

9. The Act Itself

I lay without a stitch upon his bed;
He teased my nipples while he kissed my lips,
And made my hunger for him cry unfed.
He glided downward with his fingertips,
Across my stomach, down to pubic hair,
Down to the center of my womanhood.
This time he planned not just to touch me there,
But to prepare me, such as his hands could.

His fingers entered me and spread me wide.
He took my labia so far apart
That I could feel the air creep up inside.
He rolled over: I felt his entry start.
I whispered: "Frank, I love you!"; he moved on.
A little sting and all my doubts were gone.

10. Completion

It seemed as if his instrument of love
Was opening me up a foot or more.
But still I felt I wanted all of it,
As much as he could give me, I could take.
I wanted all his love, as he did mine;
After that first small twinge, it all was good,
So wonderful I could barely believe
That I was still within the mortal world.

And then his hands and lips built on his strokes
And built me to a height of ecstacy
Beyond the pleasures that he gave before;
He made me gasp in shock when he drove in
And held me, shooting hot wet semen out,
Deep in me as I climaxed under him.

11. The Next Day

On Sunday morning I woke up at nine
To find Frank in the kitchen frying eggs,
Clad in a bathrobe, and with coffee on.
Once I got dressed, he pulled the sheets to wash;
I saw him softly kiss the trace of blood
That came when he broke through my maidenhead.
I felt most strangely about that; it seemed
So sweet and yet unsettling.

My body ached -- deliciously, but still it ached,
And I was not aroused by Frank at first.
But in the afternoon he undressed me
And used his hand, and then I did the same.
We made our plans to spend together the
Memorial Day weekend coming up.

12. The Weekend

We met at five on Friday afternoon,
A Chinese dinner, then a matinee,
And then we went back to my place at nine.
I tried to not think of what we both knew,
That Frank was going to be with me all night.
But once his lips touched mine, I wanted him,
And we made love until we fell asleep,
And in the morning we made love again.

And then again in early afternoon,
And in the evening in the shower-stall.
At Sunday noon he taught me oral love,
Both giving and receiving all I could.
That night he asked me to become his wife,
And Monday we spoke of his moving in.