By The Guppy kingsaladmonkey@hotmail.com
Date: 14 July 1999

night in the life...

as i approached your drive
you were waiting outside
you gave me a smile
and i unlocked your door
you know we've kissed before
but you just got in with style
i fumbled for my keys and saw they were in the ignition
i asked "where're to?" and you asked for my permission
to drive, so i gave in
and with a knowing grin
i gave you the keys
you asked "how fast should we go?"
i said "let's start out slow
then change up the speed"
you gave me a look like you wanted to punch out my teeth
then kissed me so passionately i could barely breath
and your father, watching on
yelled "come here, son"
i quickly did run
to him, though blushing i was
simply because
what had already begun
he said "don't you ever talk that way to my daughter again"
i said "i said nothing except what she already meant"
i backed off as his face lit up
i heard the car start up
and i ran for the door
at eighty miles an hour i was clocked
but, the door, it was locked
and your foot hit the floor
the tires fully screaming, and you smiling as you raced down the road
your father on my heels with a fury quite ready to explode
i ripped off my shoes
and the coat of my suit
and ran for my life
wondering how i came to believe
that any car thief
could become my wife
just then, you pulled 'round the corner and threw open the door
unbuttoned your blouse and asked "do you know what these are for?"
i said "not now dear"
you released your brassiere
i just pushed you aside
and i grabbed hold of the wheel
yelled "put down your heel"
and attempted to hide
your breasts, now exposed in the streetlights, and drove the best i could
little did i know, a cop was patrolling the neighborhood
all at once, the lights flashed red
sirens filled my head
you started to scream
he shouted "pull over the car"
i thought "this has gone too far
this must be a dream"
he approached with his flashlight and gasped when he noticed your flesh
he snickered at me "son, looks like you're in a mess"
i just gave in
i couldn't win
it wasn't worth the strain
i softly kissed you goodnight
"you know, your father is right
i shouldn't see you again"
you smiled like the devil and your tongue, it touched on my own
you said "no way, baby, call me as soon as you're home"
now it's been a long time
since the night of the crime
and the trouble you caused
i try to call once in awhile
but, it seems, when i dial
my fingers just pause
you're sexy, you know it, i love it, i hate it, and then
i realize that i could never go through it again
so, goodbye doll
sorry i couldn't call
i did try my best
i'm sure you're mad at me now
i get that feeling somehow
an educated guess
just remember that sometimes it's best to control inner things
and never date guys that will egg on your dad 'til he swings