Touched, Near the Danger Zone

Touched, Near the Danger Zone The sun tanned your bod like a toaster my heart bounced like a roller-coaster each luscious curve drew me deeply in my mind smoked in delicious sexual sin The bikini left so, so little to imagine raced my motor like a racecar engine strips so like little racing stripes reveling in all almost naked types When you flipped like a hot pancake I saw nothing curvy was at all fake Sweet mountains rose to great my eyes I prayed you not hear my lustful cries Then you smiled so sex starved at me I knew Cupid dared to answer my plea a question you asked stilled my heart will you oil my back, can you start Thunderstruck , I managed a weak yes I am good at it, I am the very best my hands shook as I touched that bod I felt something and it was not a rod Gentle touch just near the danger zone you mumbled out a sweet little groan daring more I stroked the inner thigh soon lust had us both so very high Date made for that beautiful June night you appeared a ravishingly sexy sight a quick dinner we both so quickly fled on our minds were escapades in a hot bed Next morn I saw a bod that knocked me out woke my queen with a rip roaring shout let's go once again just for good measure gotta have some more of that sweet treasure Robert J. Lindley 08/17/1977 Wrote this account of how I met Rochelle decades ago, we dated for 5 bliss filled months. She moved back to Cali to pursue a modeling careerWhile I continued on in my pagan ways. That gal was a peach! She sent me her address a few weeks later and asked me to move there. I declined to leave my hunting grounds, friends and family . Never heard from her or about her ever again. That was life in my twenties.