Time Wasters a poem by Elizabeth Swan
By Elizabeth Swan onFingers twitchin as they pick up that phone Please Mistress, please mistress please be at home Yes! Now that I have her what do I say? Regarding the session how can we play? Face sitting, foot worship I want it all! Yes of course I will confirm with a call! Moneys no object I want you for hours. I’ll bring you Jimmy Choo shoes, perfume, and flowers. You have a treat coming your way just wait and see. Oh did I tell you that I’m a G.P. I’m forty five, fit, good looking and free. In fact I’m so gorgeous you should pay me! With all my own hair and clean underwear What a couple we’ll make! What a wonderful pair! No, no, of course I’m not wasting your time, I’ll be your best slave, we’ll get along fine. Oh one last thing, would you mind wearing lace? Then would you mind if I came on your face? Mistress? MISTRESS? Oh well. Not meant to be. Now who’s the next lucky lady for me?