.LOST LOVE'S LAMENTATIONShe wore roses where the nipplesOf her breasts should be, and flowersFloated in her hair, and there were chocolatesStored down...there, among the petalsOf her soft, pink femininity, waiting to blossom,Just for me, back then, when I was youngAnd had not seen the blooms that menOffer upon upright stems, and I wanted herTo love me, to flower, just for me, once,Upon a time, way back. . . then. . . . HEDONISTIC GIRLWe seek ourselves in metaphors,Never knowing who or what we. When they both were done laughing Traci asked me if that means I wanted to be able to fuck other women and I said no. Traci said if some hot girl was hitting on me and wanted to fuck that I would say yes. I told her even if it got me hard I would walk away and it wouldn't happen. I said it would never happen because I would only do it if Corina was involved in it. Traci smiled and said it sounded like I wanted to do a threesome with my wife and another girl. I smiled and said there was no way I. " I replied, I had to defend mygender, didn't I. "Listen, sister. Men are arrogant idiots at heart, some can hideit better than most. You just be careful, okay." I said I would and soon we were at the bar, I paid her and wishedher luck sorting out her boyfriend. She laughed, said goodbye and droveoff leaving me alone in front of a bar full of men. All of whom wouldprobably try to pick me up and the chances of Heather being there werevery small. But I had to try, otherwise I would never be free. ‘This is intolerable,’ my father grumbled, ‘it must be undone afore the princess detects the obvious.’ ‘She already knows,’ I stated humbly. Their shock was evident. ‘She maneuvered me.’ My mother’s ire gathered. ‘Is she trying to undo all. She plays with our honor as if it is some kind of child’s toy.’ ‘No!’ I shouted. It was louder than I intended. ‘No,’ I repeated, more in control, ‘she does this for me, though I think it is misguided.’ ‘What gain is there?’ my father grumbled, ‘this has no.