the venus of marrickville continued:
the door swings open, she
grabs him by the hand
she twists and spins, which sets him reeling
up against the body of the car they land
confused, the boy had never felt what he was feeling.
she red and hot as coals of glowing fire
he red with shame, but frisky with
desire.
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the keys into the cleavage of her breasts, she drops
before he knows what's really going down
the boy is stunned, as if he was in shock
his head is spinning round and round and round.
backward she pushed him, as she would be thrust
overpowered him with strength, but not with
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pinned down upon the bonnet of his car he lies
and she bent over strokes him with her fingertips.
adonis:god! what the fuck, i can't believe my eyes.
narrator:she shuts his lips so quickly with her lips
venus:can't you handle this you big tough dude
the cat has got your tongue, your lips are
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narrator:embarrassment like this he'd never known
his cheeks were red, he burning with desire
a woman so aggressive all alone
that blows cold breath to fan the burning fire.
adonis: my god! are you a slut, a
common whore?
narrator:the more he curses, she kisses even
more.
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like a hungry dog to a bowl of meat
like birdseed to a starving farm-yard chook
her appetite for the boy was incomplete
the more of him she got, the more she took.
and so she kissed his brow, his cheek, his chin
when she was through she'd start
again.
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