bent over a desk
skirt torn
panties down
or
up down upon the floor
laid out,
pinned down
groaning in pleasure
but the odds of this happening
are infinitesimal
I mean, how would I ever get to meet Clive Owen?
And who's to say he'd want to fuck me?
not that I am not imminently fuckable
its just that..
I've a better chance of winning the lotto.
I've a better chance of getting you to love me.