But twelve years old,
My dad did of me scold,
Go home I was told,
Hitchhiked home quite bold…
She, about in her early thirties,
I thought she to be pretty darn old,
But she asked if I wanted to be grown up,
As far as I was concerned I was still a little pup…
My body was for the most part twelve,
But when she did of my "parts" delve,
She found I was much older there than in my mind,
Still she made me feel like a full grown man,
She was my first, of her I did love, I was of her a fan…
Together in her front seat we weren’t for long,
But it felt heavenly, she taught me alot,
For fifteen minutes I did surely “grow”,
On me her experience she did bestow,
And never even to this day did I think of her as a “hoe”…
© ed ~ 3/10/11
I think you thought right, Bro - Ma claims she was a lot older than you know!
but i'll settle for coming;
good one, Ed!
John
fee
On the seat of a car not a bed
But is was just fine
Like a sweet summer wine
And Ed learned a lot it is said
With my compliments... ...love and peace,
Regis
Unfortunately, today they put women away for making us boys into men. It's a sad commentary on our righteous religious rulers. That is one area you Hugh Hefner has been unable to liberate. And I'm not talking about abuse of children.
One of your best writes.
Ron
sometimes, 'Old' Cherries are Sweetest!
didn't 'lose' mine 'til 19 ... U DONE GUD! TK.
Newfie Hugs, Rose