Stay focused. (Sixth sense) I don’t want to be left on the shelf. Once again opportunity has presented itself. I met a girl and went all out to impress her. Problem is with my eyes I’d undress her. As my eyes begin to trigger. I can’t help but admire her figure. I consider myself fortunate for this encounter. But as yet I have failed to mount her. My actions at times are truly disgraceful. She finds my leering eyes distasteful. As much as I try and I’ve tried hard not to persist. My lecherous eyes take over and I can’t resist. When we talk I don’t look at her facial bits. I end up staring at her tits. Focusing on her body bits like a magnifying glass. She walks away in disgust while I admire her arse. Her legs never end and reach up to her neck. I can’t seem to keep my wandering eyes in check. Charming words I use as leverage. But my eyes drift down to her perfect cleavage. When her skirt rises I can’t believe my eyes. To her no surprises as I zoom in on her thighs. When my eyes have finished exploring. My staring advances she keeps on ignoring. She’s a shining example, full of erogenous pockets. Zones to sample as my eyes exit their sockets. Night time draws in and it’s growing dark. This for me is no walk in the park. A cunning little plan enters my head. If I could just sweet talk her into bed. With curtains drawn and lights turned out. What I now can’t see I can fantasize about. Now she’s lying next to me. Imagination runs wild for what my eyes can’t see. As the frolicking commences let the games begin. My other four senses are about to kick in. She’s now responding she’s not so tough. I’m the master of blind man’s buff. At last I’ve got this seduction nailed. And all because my eyesight failed. A few tender words we say to each other. What we both want we are about to discover. I’ve had enough of this talking. It’s pitch black I close my eyes and let my fingers do the walking. Never have I relied so much. As I relish in my sense of touch. My sense of taste and my sense of smell. They have both kicked in as well. There’s a sixth sense I‘d like to draw your attention to. It’s Common sense that got me through. About sums up boy meets girl scenario . From my book Poetic Justice
Posted on: Fri, 11 Jul 2014 03:29:46 +0000
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