(031) Fantasies Poem by premji premji
(031) Fantasies
He was caught,
while playing with it
in the toilet!
Staring at the
come stains -
flowing through the wall-
she asked,
'What the hell
are you doing? '
'Acting out
my own fantasies...'
he answered in a cool tone.
'Bloody...
It is an insult to
my womanhood...'
she snarled.
'Never...
If I do it
while making love,
then it is dear...
I know -
worse than adultery! '
27.05.98
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4/24/2024 5:10:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
one day somebody told me the only place we have privacy is in the toilet, but after reading this i realise its not true. where do we go to have a good cry or fantasise.10 Mamta