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She said "I'll show you mine if you're willing to show me yours." I didn't waste a second I promptly dropped my drawers! I was rather embarrased She looked and started to giggle My little man was at attention While the boys did their jiggle After she stopped her laughing I thought it would be my turn Me an eager student willing and able to learn In the end I learned my lesson She wanted to look through my tests But my young mind was occupied Transfixed by her beautiful breasts So I quickly pulled up my pants Time to put the two boys away My little man sadly shrinking Disappointed that he couldn't play When she seen my embarrassment She said "okay come have a look." Please let it be her Yoo hoo and not just some silly book Holding out the band of her panties She said "go ahead and reach in" I was a happy explorer Extreamly eager to begin As the girl started moaning I was sure I had got it right She said "if you want to find it, perhaps we need a little light." So she started undressing A vision there before my eyes Her breasts a bit of perfection Perky and just the right size She said we'd have to work quickly Before her parents came back She pushed me down on the bed and promptly began her attack With force she ripped of my trousers Thankfully she knew what to do I let her have her way with me The boys were no longer blue She looked at me with a smile Told me "it's time for you to go. The next lesson will be better, I'll teach you how to be slow!"

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Date: 4/30/2015 10:09:00 AM
awesome!! reminds me of my catholic school days
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Date: 4/22/2015 3:19:00 AM
I am literally at loss for words!!! Great one! Always, Laura
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Date: 4/14/2015 10:05:00 AM
discrete, lovely, incisive, well crafted and beautifully portrayed. I am happy to come across this wonderful piece.... Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful and indeed wonderful!
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Date: 4/10/2015 6:51:00 PM
You naughty boy! I do like the no longer blue part. Had to laugh.
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Date: 4/10/2015 3:00:00 PM
Richard, bad little boy, well bad little girl too, funny one, well written 7, and thanks for visiting my bio poem with kind words
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Date: 4/8/2015 3:59:00 AM
I came back here to ask you, Richard if you know of Giorgio A.V. on here. He commented on my poem Supplication, which I originally titled Liturgical Prayer because it seemed like our prayers of petition. He loved the write but cautioned me that personal thoughts are not a part of liturgy. I thought, at least, I have it narrowed down denominationally, LOL. His poety seems very accomplished, too. But, a liturgy is anything we write out and return to as prayer or petition to me? Tell me, thanks
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 4/8/2015 8:08:00 AM
Liturgy is a set of rules for worship set out by denomination ie: the sacrament, so in this case Georgio would be accurate. Petitions as you describe are personal expressions and vary by an individual's need and expression.
Date: 4/8/2015 12:35:00 AM
I think it was the late Rodney Dangerfield who said he liked lessons. If he did them wrong the teacher made him do them 'over and over' again!!
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 4/8/2015 8:10:00 AM
Ha ha, I like it!
Date: 4/8/2015 12:32:00 AM
Precious, Richard, and way too truthful. Where are my emoticons to really express how I feel about your write? I am enjoying your viewpoint and some of the humor you can convey. Thanks, too, for revisiting Pathways and Light. My AA text says, 'what we have is a daily reprieve, contingent on our spiritual condition." However poorly, I try to be thankful each day. Continued good wishes, Brian.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 4/8/2015 8:12:00 AM
It is good that you are cultivating a thankful heart.
Date: 4/7/2015 4:32:00 AM
uhh ohh.. is this what we call the 'youth's awakening?'... good one, rich (in the name of fun)!..huggs
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 4/7/2015 7:26:00 AM
Indeed! Thanks Nette
Date: 4/6/2015 9:52:00 PM
This is amazing, I am sure is not only I who is thinking to himself,"I sure wish that could have been me"
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 4/7/2015 7:26:00 AM
Ha ha!
Date: 4/6/2015 2:49:00 PM
I'm absolutely ...... Hmmmmmm.....well....I must say.....this write....has....quite a bit of....erotic imagery...that is....kind of hard....to get ....out of the head. It's humorous...but...more erotic than anything else!
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 4/6/2015 7:42:00 PM
Hopefully it's not to much. Thanks again for the dedication you really made my day. Hugs Rick.
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 4/6/2015 4:28:00 PM
;)
Date: 4/6/2015 12:58:00 PM
---i'm speachless---:)
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 4/6/2015 7:43:00 PM
Really? This comment makes me smile!
Date: 4/6/2015 11:14:00 AM
Memorable school boy lesson, eh? Nice one, Rick. Thanks for the laughter tonight. :) Kim
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 4/6/2015 7:45:00 PM
Thanks Kim, I am glad I can make you laugh.
Date: 4/6/2015 10:36:00 AM
Quite the lesson Richard...one you will never forget.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 4/6/2015 7:48:00 PM
Thanks Tim. I liked the picture of your grandma. Sorry for your loss.
Date: 4/6/2015 9:54:00 AM
WOW Richard - what a lesson he learned - bet he was the most eager student after that lol - fabulous fabulous write my friend I am smiling having read it through three times - a 7 and faves! Hugs jan xx
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Jan Allison
Date: 4/6/2015 10:11:00 AM
I can see where you get your humour from having read mama bear's poems! hugs Jan xx
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 4/6/2015 10:09:00 AM
Thanks Jan, just having a bit of fun!
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