I am John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester and I do not want you to like me. That is my prologue, nothing in rhyme, no protestations of modesty, you were not expecting that I hope. 'Was that shudder the same shudder he sensed? Did he know something more profound? Or is there some wall of wretchedness that we all batter with our heads at that shining, livelong moment. Feel how it was for me, how it is for me and ponder. But later when you shag - and later you will shag, I shall expect it of you and I will know if you have let me down - I wish you to shag with my homuncular image rattling in your gonads. Still your cheesy erections till I have had my say. Do not despair, I am up for that as well. It is a deal of trouble for you and you are better off watching and drawing your conclusions from a distance than you would be if I got my tarse up your petticoats. And you will watch me putting it round and sigh for it. That is not a boast or an opinion, it is bone hard medical fact. Ladies, an announcement: I am up for it, all the time. You will not like me now and you will like me a good deal less as we go on. ![]() The gentlemen will be envious and the ladies will be repelled. Rochester: Allow me to be frank at the commencement.
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