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?”