5. i do not want the taste of another woman's cunt inside my mouth, so i make sure he brings a toothbrush
i do not want the taste of another woman's cunt inside my mouth, so i make sure he brings a toothbrush, & as if he has been eating meat, he must clean his teeth, & get the smell of her out of his mouth, as for safe sex, i'll have it with him, so long as he wears a condom on his tongue, it would have been okay if we had met openly, but it's all based on deceit, i've become second-rate, i'm the time in-between her, in-between her cooking & snoring, in-between her house-cleaning & her socialising, in-between her visits to the loungeroom, he rings me when she is on the toilet & hangs up when the chain is flushed, i know her habits & her weekly routine, although i have never spoken to her, although i never wanted to know her, it is really only him i want to know, but it all revolves around her, the deceived woman or the married woman, & the two lovers are sad satellites rotating around the outside of her life, she cannot see them out there in the darkness, she is brighter because she is being deceived, her innocence gives her this power, why should i have to be hidden?, he puts me out with his blanket to conceal me, he covers my mouth with his hand when i come, because it is her that takes first preference, because it is her that is being deceived, he appears to have the best of both worlds, but he is expending vast amounts of energy by deceiving the woman he is comfortable with, & slotting the woman he lusts after like five cent pieces into a money box, but the coins of his precious time all drop out an opening underneath, & he is left with nothing saved up, because no matter how much he puts into me, pretty soon i am on my way |
