Strangers At the Bar

that was a mistake
and she knew it,
an error in judgment
in sharing so soon
how she felt

about me, especially
as i took her across
my knee kicking
and screaming and smacked
her ass red

with embarrassment as
she bit her lip and
i slid my hand up her
skirt fingering and
touching a point

of no return when
you share those feelings
and don't know what
to expect in return
and all i could

think about was why
does she moan when i
smack, cry when i finger,
and tell me she loves me
when i buy her a drink.

2.11.02