From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: She sings her songs quietly,
The words erotic themed,
No more acting politely,
Or as sweet as she once seemed,
She moves her hips with intent,
And her mouth drips words of lust,
Cerulean eyes are hot and bent,
On forming a physical trust,
She beckons to you from the dark,
And gives a little grin,
She won't pull if there's no spark,
If you don't wish to sin,
She leaves a gift with a letter,
Written this night for you,
Answer her call if there's nothing better,
Tonight for you to do,
"If you want me say the word,
And I'll return this night,
I won't take what is not offered,
And till then I'll be out of sight."
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