She Made You Do It
It is never your fault now, is it? You think the little birds do it all on purpose to tempt and taunt you. Their big blue innocent eyes and sweet tiny bodies, pigtails and pouty lips tinted in pink gloss is enough to drive any man to distraction. That is what you tell your fucking self when you replay our whole session. LOSER! I will never understand why you just don’t own up to your cravings like a man would. Oh wait…man is the key word now isn’t it?
You need me to help you, to guide you, to make you do these unspeakable acts. You do love Easter Eggs Hunts and the girls running about in shiny pink shoes and little pink lacey socks. You watch intently not saying a word, waiting for me to start a conversation with one for you. They think I look like Ariel The Mermaid with my red hair…LOL!
Ariel is even more evil than you, has more balls and will do anything if it gets her [me} off! She drank the water spiked with Xanax and is getting so sleepy. Where is her boring soccer mom with the fake boobs? Looks like she is too busy talking about the trip her and hubby went on last week. Now is your chance, maybe your only chance.
Happy Fucking Easter, Poison Ivy
Written By: Poison Ivy
