Just one hit.....

She let herself slide get caught up in the pleasurable ride she didn't know that every quick, sneak, slip and dip in the pool of seduction would eventually cause her to trip into herself dug hole.

Swish! Went that ball directly in its aim there wasn't really anyone to blame, but she felt the pain. Caine intentionally hit that spot made her shake/quiver/hot.

Sweat dripped, made her scream out his name and say she'll never go; no she would never leave him, she needed him to survive.

Just one hit.

Without him she felt she would die. Kept up with Caine even through the unbelievable pain/aches of loves open door. Kept walking in and out - when times got tough...out and in - when things were lucrative enough, each time bringing more loving. 

Pinch, ooh damn. Yeah...

She's still his love slave but her heart is gone, left with the 80's and so did Caine.

Blood, sweat, gunshots, needles, Reebok's, boom boxes and gold chains.

"Boom Boom Ching, Boom Ching, Boom Boom Ching."

The bass banging, the floor base still. She did her strip tease, the crowd, the applause she just did her thing. Nickel pulled out.

Eyes opened wide, she sees all. Ready and willing for anything she walks up slow gyrating her hips to the beat. On your knees bitch -she will do anything to please- comes from the corner of unforgettable chilling whispers... See, Caine took her pride, innocence, money and love; wait, hold up she's still in love with him. So there's no shame to her game she'll tame the wild beast called the man for the secret bit.

Begged and Pleaded. Pleaded and Begged.

I'll suck your dick.

Reduced to nothing... Caine is long gone, but the pleasure still stays it is just a little harder for the memories to maintain. So here stands the girl turned women only through time.

Boom Boom Ching, Boom Ching, Boom Boom Ching.

Here she is stroking and dancing. Herow looks on trying to decide, should he give her a piece. She has been loyal but loyalty lies with the beast. Herow, he's different, harder to play, dangerous after all the years. She is in deep. Herow takes it all with death...

Pinch ooh yeah.

That's gooooo-d. As she dips, she trips lands on the floor. Eyes wide open, blood shot and dry...sirens heard, the drone beat, approaching from far away. Too late, way to late. She's gone, left with only the date. 

1976-2001

Not a thing to do but to accept the fate.

-JB

xx *SoXirious* xx