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RULES...by b. Malin
FROM DAWN TILL DUSK...
The sign reads, POOL RULES...and there are so many of them.
But the one that catches my eye is,
Swimming allowed at this pool, From Dawn till Dusk.
We are now in this pool, this heated pool...
Lover man gives me the LOOK...That Sexual Look.
That says, let's do "IT" here.
I give back the LOOK, that Sexual Look, as I swim over to him
And gently kiss him on the lips...as he grabs my bottom.
We are the only ones in the pool, the heated pool.
Reclining or sitting around the pool, the heated pool...
Are the COMPLAINERS, the GOSSIPERS, the TEXTERS ,
along with the BRAGGERS...and NAGGERS, and some grandchildren.
I think of my family up North and wish, how I wish they were here.
I know they'd enjoy the pool, the heated pool...
And marvel at the Manatees that appear when no boats are near.
We make LOVE more often down here...
More than you care to hear?
Too much information?
For at Dawn tomorrow, we may go "SKINNY DIPPING" down here.
In the heated pool...the heated pool.
Of course my preference would be by the PALE MOONLIGHT...
With the Stars shinning Bright...
With Lover man and I NAKED as the NIGHT!
But (sigh) the sign say's "SWIMMING FROM DAWN TO DUSK"
Those are the rules...
Well, some RULES are meant to be broken.