Impromptu

she wore hip hugging jeans allowing for the means for her panties to stick out but her midriff explicitly divided her at the torso showing both what was needed to be seen was to be seen as part of the scene but seeing eyes would often be seen seemingly misleading she was was a given giving men desired thoughts to conspire in forgotten forgiveness i was there at the fair where she taunted as come on pitch a possible of three balls to see if she would sink or swim so i sunk her with two balls to tell with a wail i'm shrinking but truly sinking for i am not a witch so as wet as a drowned wolf hound pulled her from the drink so saying think i implore before you sell your only soul she is not a witch but which what if anything is she to me