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The carpet pile between her toes is a real turn on, as she walks to the bedroom door,

A damp towel wrapped around her size ten, only seems to excite her even more,

This affair is only about one month old, and the touch of his hand sets her on fire,

It’s not love but God it feels so good, just his look fills her with a burning desire.

Handsome but not drop dead gorgeous, he is packed and stacked in all the right places,

When he runs his hand up inside her skirt, she almost faints as her heart races,

This is a most dangerous game she plays, for him it could be a notch on the bed post,

From his experience he is an old hand, and afterwards he vanishes like a ghost.

Her family and friends have no idea; to them she is just a beautiful and childish pain

If they could only see her in throws of passion, she smiles and thinks what would they say,

Now it’s back to reality as the day begins, time to shower and dress as breakfast awaits,

The rule in this house is very simple; whoever eats must wash up the plates.

Standing at the sink looking out the window, she spots him working just outside,

He catches her looking and drops a wink; she can feel herself burning deep inside,

Her sisters standing right beside her, all start to giggle and pinch her on the bum,

Their mother looks up sternly from the table, but she has no idea what is going on.

Of course he winks at her sisters too, but she is the only one that he desires,

If she thought for one minute they carried on, she would pull their nipples off with a pliers,

By dinner time he is stripped to the waist, he is a hard worker and great eye candy,

On her own inside an upstairs window, she cannot help herself she feels so randy.

Now she can see his wedding ring shine as the sun catches it every now and then,

It matters not in her way of thinking, because sooner or later it may have to end,

All the other groundsmen on the big estate, vary greatly in age from young to grey,

She has felt them lusting after her too; they love to watch as she walks away.

They love when she smiles at their double meanings, a hopeful sparkle in their eyes,

If they only knew that she is a bitch on heat, but she fools them all with her little lies,

Makeup is not allowed in this family, so she lards it on in the dead of night,

He always says that she is an apparition, afterwards she feels just right.

Her sisters are all devoted to one man, that is not for her thank you very much,

She craves the attention of new love, nothing compares to that nervous first touch,

Her choice of lovers are varied and many, at least a couple of times a year,

In her imagination they all lust after her, the other bitches in the house have no idea.

Their mother says that she has bad habits; she has plenty more in her wardrobe,

If she only knew about all the fornication, that goes on inside her deepest thoughts,

All those men she has taken into her bed, in her mind throughout the night,

While her sisters sleep like angels, she likes to grope, to pinch and to bite.

Of course all those men have no idea about their part in her erotic affairs,

The mother superior is beginning to have doubts, if this young mind is pure,

She is well aware of the attention she attracts; she shines amongst all of them,

But something lurks behind the angelic looks, of this particular lovely young nun.