I trembled as she undressed me
slowly removing my clothes,
and felt an evergrowing presence
as I was quickly flexing my hose.

Was totally out of control
as I thought I was going to burst,
and I was shaking all over
thought it could of been worse.

As I lay down on the bed
my hose quivering like crazy,
she fondled it ever so slowly
until I became limp and lazy.

Now she said relax
as she sliced it with her knife,
I screamed bloody murder
and ran quickly for my life.

She cried out in laughter
there you go you S.O.B,
now you can never,ever
think of decieving me!!

wow...

Yikes

nice thought

Reminds me of............ Bobbitt???

Exactly!Good memory! I know,I habe a warped mind,obviousy huh?

What the heck?

I humbly apologize if I offended anyone with this write.It just came to me as my other poetry does,this one more graphic than others,
Please forgive!

Am I the only one that hasn't ever heard someone call their unit a hose? Good lord!