What Do You Seek?

Come to me and lose your morality, less of the gentlemanly formality, I'm no lady I have no class, I live amongst the worlds outcasts! Friend of the friendless, foe to none, your who I desire, my chosen one, Tonight I will treat you to passion unleashed, a treat indeed with this whore from the streets, Hand over your money it's all about cash, not the wife that your tied to and the love that you lack, Let me guess as you count out my evenings fee, 'my wife truly does not understand me' As I lift up my skirt and drop down my panties, tell me in whispers your sexual fantasises, "Yeah baby, thats oh so good, no-one ever touched me like I knew you would", As you work it harder,and I shake to my core, I think damn why don't they give Oscars to street walking whores? Quick to finish,as quick as it started, thats where this romance ends, and our paths departed!