First Date
He has a way with words
And I have no sense of delayed gratification,
Which means that for the last half of our time at the bar,
I fantasized to the sound of his voice
And forgot that I had decided not to sleep with him
on the first date.
And I remember nothing
But the way he looks when he smiles
And the thought of cumming to that laugh.
Anyway, I went home with him.