I remember a girl
Tall and thin
Wearing a see-through blouse
Which I unbuttoned
To fondle and kiss
Her uncovered breasts
Later we had intercourse
For which I was prepared
I had brought a Featherlite
Which she showed me
How to lubricate and install
We were both of age
But only just
She was the vicar’s daughter
To begin
The movements were slow
But quite soon
We were going steady
Then it all ended
And we didn’t see
Each other naked ever again
