Yes Yes

Charles Bukowski

when God created love he didn’t help most
when God created dogs He didn’t help dogs
when God created plants that was average
when God created hate we had a standard utility
when God created me He created me
when God created the monkey He was asleep
when He created the giraffe He was drunk
when He created narcotics He was high
and when He created suicide He was low

when He created you lying in bed
He knew what He was doing
He was drunk and He was high
and He created the mountains and the sea and fire at the same time

He made some mistakes
but when He created you lying in bed
He came all over His Blessed Universe.

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Dear Angela:

I am in bed naked and hard and aching for you.

Please allow me to come soon.

Please tell me you want me to cry out for you.

Please oh please let come.

In heat,

Mr. Horny & Denied

(come on, Mr. H & D, did ya really think it would be this easy?)

WHY I SERVE YOU

Lost and alone
Seeking for a star

A night full of lights
Disguising the pole

Constant and true
You shine alone

Beauty of truth
Joy of desire

Warmth of heart
Depth of soul

My lack
Your supply

My soul renews
My hope reborn

……………….

Dear Angela,

I haven’t written a poem in thirty years. I wrote this for you.

What I was trying to say is that …

No matter how submissive in bed or life it isn’t enough to be a sub. Much of why I love you is because you are a leader.

I hope you like it.

Poetry is hard!

Love
sub boy toy

The Concierge

You are one of the concierges at my hotel, and had, earlier in the evening, noticed me waiting to speak with one of your male colleagues. After a while, however, I had seemingly lost patience and left when he was very busy.

Having just completed your shift, you see me in the hotel bar and come over to introduce yourself, and to make sure that I had eventually gotten the information I needed. As I offer you a seat and a drink, I fumble a little in telling you that I actually went from the concierge to the bellmen to get my question answered.

This admission piques your interest because, in your experience, guys by themselves on business trips, as I am, typically talk to bellmen to find out about local adult entertainment.

Using this as a cue, you proceed to teasingly interrogate me to get more specifics about my inquiry, and also share your own wisdom.

As you explain it to me, information from the bellman would probably take me to some of the basest establishments, and information from your male concierge colleague would most likely take me to some high end clubs or bring a party to my room. You, however, being a more devoted student of the hotel’s clientele know that some guests may have interests that are a bit kinkier.

The flush in my cheeks and hesitation in answering your more direct questions regarding the type of entertainment and fun I am seeking confirms your intuition, and you take great pleasure in making me confess to some of my desires before revealing that you would be delighted to have me as your party girl tonight.

…………………………….

A beautiful fantasy, sent by a beautiful, kinky caller.

And, no, I’m not going to tell you what happened next.

If you’re really curious, put on your panties and your  cock-sucking lipstick …

… and call me!

You silly little Sissy Gurl.