Beneath The Misty Evening Fog

by Amber "V" Moonstone

12/29/08

The night was a misty autumn evening,
the train stopped and I got off.
I summoned a taxi, but to no avail.

You stopped to ask if I needed a ride.
I said, "Sure Doll, I would love a ride"!
I got into your hot little red sports car.

As you pulled away, you captured my heart,
I was a goner right there.
Your good looks sent me to the moon.

I thought I had died and gone to heaven.
I allowed you to bring me to your place.
You came around and opened my door.

You could see I was dripping with sex appeal
and you wanted to satisfy your curiosity.
You took my hand and softly kissed it,

leaving me with a warmth flooding my body,
I was excited and you could read my eyes,
they were intoxicatingly inviting.

We sauntered up a flight of stairs,
You fumbled with your keys,
I touched your muscled thigh,

and we fell into each others arms,
as the door bolted open
coats and shoes flew everywhere.

You seductively undressed me,
standing in the middle of your living room
I in my black fishnets and you in your....

We began to laugh hysterically,
There was something really wrong here,
You couldn't hide the facts any longer.

I looked at your chest,
and I couldn't believe my eyes,
You were a woman, not a man.

I apologized with sincere wishes,
This is not for me, but you are gorgeous,
and promptly grabbed my clothes and left.

So the moral of the story goes,
When you think you have found
your match made in heaven,
think again!