Where the end of her skirt was raised,
Began the endless torment from hell.
Where it stood as an image eluding her thoughts.
She fell to her knees in weakness,
Where it went she never knew,
Like lightening it erupts her actions and steals her guilt.
Idleness crept in every moment she had to breathe,
It kept coming back,
Tempting and caressing her thighs,
The urge and the...