As his strong arm

Wrapped around my porcelain waist

Taking me in his hearty grasp

Like I've never felt before

I thought to myself

"Is this as unhealthy as it seems"

but the little demon on my shoulder

Said to go with the flow

So I didn't push away

And I didn't say "back off"

I just let his feeling hands

Go wherever they would go

I let him pick me up

And let him touch my lower self

And let him whisper

"You're so sexy, I can't believe you're only 12"

Without a word I smiled

At my poolside prince

Knowing full well what he was doing

Was as wrong as any crime

But that thought disappeared

When he started playing with my hair

"You've got great hair"
And as I turned my face to thank him

Our lips touched

And I felt him tighten up

As his tongue entered into my cotton candy mouth

I forgot everything

Until afterwards I found out

That it wasn't all a dream

And that Bill Cult had actually

Sexually assaulted me

So now children's aid is going to "get involved"

And I found myself wanting

To see him again

To touch that chest

To feel that kiss

To see those lusty eyes

In a different way

Even if he has

2 kids and a wife

And he might be

Three times my age

I still want to taste

Mr. Cult again

And I have absolutely

No idea why