when I first saw her stand out,

four really, if you count the passionate

beautiful girl I saw sheltered inside of her,

One, "What a pretty mouth," followed soon by,

"I'm gonna' put my dick in that mouth,"

Nipped on the heels by, "I'm gonna' cum in her mouth."

Real romance.

And then there was all the steps in the tango that led up to it.

The sweaty gropings and pleadings in parked cars

at the end of  roads, busted up by policemen

flashing large black flashlights at my flaccid cock

and splayed sputum right after I came,

me, waiting for the night

when no Taco Bell napkins were around to take the hit,

"I'm gonna' cum" I said,

"We don't have anything to clean it up."  she replied.

"Well, swallow it," I offered, trying to be sly.

She paused.  Failure once again.

"I understand the ramifications of the mess, but dude," she said, "You're NOT

cumming in my mouth."

Weeks later, in another parking lot, as the snow fell in huge flakes,

covering the car we were in,

she finally took my load.  It was the first jism

she'd ever swallowed.  I could tell by the way her

eyes watered, and the loudness of her gulp when she took it.

"That wasn't as bad as I thought."  she'd said hoarsely.  I handed
her a bottle of

water, and she drank it greedily.

"You got me to do in one and a half months,

what my last boyfriend couldn't get me to do

in three years."

I  got a wicked thought, looked her in the eye

and said, "I can't see you no more."

Silence.  I could hear the snow hitting the car

with wet, heavy flakes. She was stunned.

I relented and told her I was kidding,

and she took the joke, chattering as

we drove away.