window

She called me one night
told me to sneak in her
window
Said to be quiet
not to wake the folks.
She undressed me,
and herself.
Than she played with me.
She moaned, I groaned.
She bounced, I lay.
She stifled her own screams
and I just smiled.
I came, she dismounted
handed me my clothes
and told me she�d call me.
She hasn�t.
I don't mind.
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