Her body; strong, thick and steady.

Smooth and gleaming against the dark,

I am planning to have her as my entertainment tonight.

I sit on the floor and put her on my lap.

I run my fingers all over her body.

With each stroke and grope

She lets out a scream, releasing a beautiful melody.

Partly halting by the sudden opening of the door.

With her arms on her waist,

My mom, with a deadly stare shouts,

“Your guitar is too loud. Keep it down, will you?”