I Have A Question To Ask Him
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When We Were Together
What is my favorite position ?
In the night,
On the reddish bed,
Through the cold air,
He hugged me,
Kissed me,
Turned me to his side,
Under his fat body,
I asked him in a shaky voice,
"What is my favorite position?"
I puffed,
I faltered,
He did what he could,
He used me like toilet paper,
He tried all the positions on me,
Finally, I asked again silently,
"Do you know what my favorite position is?
No men ask us what our favorite position is,
Men are always men,
Even though we will often ask them
What my favorite position is.
