A STRANGE CONTRAST
Sometimes, her ladyship is jealous of me.
We go to the same restaurant on a regular basis.
When the waitress serves me first
And serves her last,
She frowns at her and says,
“A beauty without manners is ugly.”
People in the restaurant like to talk with me.
When we have intellectual intercourse and orgasm,
Her voice drips with spontaneous sarcasm.
Sometimes, her ladyship is not jealous of me.
She is single, straight and sexy, in her fifties.
She wants me to have a threesome
With beauties in their twenties.
G G Gench