geeksusie

Hey all,
I hope everyone is having a great weekend. It has been pretty uneventful here again. I do have some things coming up though. I have another test this week, the 70-294. Getting one step closer. I am also waiting to straighten out a date for my second interviews in NYC. It will probably be the week after Thanksgiving, at least that's how it is looking for now.
Speaking of Thanksgiving. I took my nana out last night for dinner at her church. It was a very nice evening. The food was great, and they had a very impressive turn out. I just never knew that there were that many seniors in the town that she lives in. Some of them were pretty scary looking too! lol I really had a good time and everyone there was so nice. They kept on complimenting me for taking my grandmother out to dinner.
I did get a call last night from a friend that lives in the city. She bought us tickets to see Simply Red at Radio City. It's not until March, but I am psyched. I saw them once before at the Beacon and they were great. Mick Hucknall has such an amazing voice.
I have been spending more time than usual indoors lately. With the cold weather coming, and it getting darker earlier I guess i go into my hermit mode. I just need a life I guess.
I think I will be a little naughty with my poetry posts today. I think lately I have been posting a lot of poems that I probably could have handed in at school for a grade. lol Today's poems will have a common theme - sex! Heck, isn't that what we are all here for anyway????
I wrote both of these a few years ago, mostly as stories, but I think they say a lot about what I was feeling back then, and to some extent I still do. Although, I do get a feeling that things seemed to be a lot more important to me when I was younger. Oh well, I won't bore you with my feelings on that. I hope you like this weeks postings!

A Night to Remember

Getting ready for an evening out, I slipped on a skirt.
Knowing my chick loves leg, a little teasing couldn't hurt.
A slit right to the hip, I knew would capture her interest.
Stepping into my high heels, I felt sexy as I dressed.

She watched my butt as we went to the car, I felt her gaze on me.
I put a little swing to my step, then showed a little knee.
Driving to the bar with friends, everything went as planned.
When seated at the table, I was feeling just grand.

A little time went by, and I felt her hand upon my thigh.
I glanced over, but she wouldn't meet my eye.
Laughing with the others, feigning innocence with ease.
She slipped her hand higher, and then began to tease.

I was doing alright until she went past the underwear.
I tried to continue talking, but the words just weren't there.
I ended up blushing madly, as I tried not to let it show.
Biting my lip to stop the excitement that was beginning to grow.

I stood up quickly before she made me squeak right then and there.
Went to the bathroom, desperately needing air.
As I was about to leave and return to the group, in came my chick.
She took my hand and led me to the last stall, she was slick.

Really that's all it took, her hand was up my skirt in a hurry.
Mine went down her jeans, and my vision went kind of blurry.
We heard voices outside the stall, the bathroom filled up fast.
Too far gone to care, we simply had a blast.

I sat on the back of the toilet so no one could see my feet.
Struggling to remain quiet so no one would catch our heat.
As I fell over the edge, we both laughed out loud.
We heard "good job, good job" then applause from the crowd.

This is no joke, obviously we had been discovered.
Our passion was just too hot, it couldn't be smothered.
Then a bang bang bang on the door, come on out now you two.
Time to leave the bar, sex isn't allowed, really who knew?

So leaving the bar with our heads held high, we laughed ourselves silly.
My chick had to use the bathroom, cause outside it was rather chilly.
So I took her to the gas station, not too far away.
I let her go in alone, had enough excitement for one day.

On the way back to the bar to pick up the friends we'd left behind,
Flashing lights in my mirror, a siren that whined.
Getting pulled over, what a topper to the night.
My chick got flustered, I told her it'd be alright.

He said I pulled up too far at the light, and I guess my reply was hazy.
He asked me step out of the car, and I knew he thought I was crazy.
Sitting in the squad car, getting breathalized for the first time.
Knowing my chick was going crazy thinking I'd committed a crime.

His machine said I was sober as a stone, but he didn't buy it.
Made me follow his finger, I thought it was a riot.
He asked where we were coming from, and I told him we'd gotten kicked from the bar.
Then I told him the story, I thought he was going to roll out of the car.

The cop is laughing heartily, and I am as well.
He said that had to be one hell of a night, what a story to tell.
Writing me a warning, cause I'd had enough fun for one night he said.
I walked back to my car, and kissed my chick's head.

It was a night to remember, my frisky chick and I in a bar.
Getting kicked out, then interrogated in a police car.
So that's my story, all of it wonderfully true.
I'm off to buy a new skirt, for the next rendezvous.

The Ballad Of Katie Karsten

Feeling rather feminine one day
She wore her shortest skirt to school
A patch of smooth, silky skin
Underneath where she shaved

The final ingredient
Whipped cream topping the desert
In the long recipe of transgressions
Of how she'd gone astray, misbehaved

She wore her shortest skirt that day
Without any underwear
Another secret she didn't plan to keep
Whatever, she didn't care

You may regard her as slutty, cheap
But just so you know
She wasn't doing it for the thrill
Of giving the boys a free show

Eventually the truth would come out
As it always does
Better sooner than later

That's

What Katie's philosophy

Was

Waiting impatiently
Squirming with anticipation
In the back of the school bus
She was getting very anxious
As they remained oblivious

To

Her dirtiest little secret of

All

At the end of the hour
When the other girls groan and fuss
In the locker room shower
You could see Katie smile
Having the time of her life
First one as usual to hit the tile

Taking in the sites like a tourist on holiday
It's one of the perks of being a teenage lesbian
When no one knows you're gay

Hey, whatever works
But she was ready to trade that luxury in

Here it was then
That Katie's dirty little secret was finally
Exposed
Every awkward moment that went by
She felt a bit more queerer
If she flaunted it and posed
You couldn't see it any clearer

Curiosity

Always gets the kitty cat

She heard the whispers

Oh my, look at that!

And noticed the nervous glances at her pussy
Like a little girl's, so neat and bare

She gave all her classmates a wink
While lathering herself slowly

Hand

Pausing to linger down

There

Caressing herself lightly
And in ways more than slightly inappropriate
The look in their eyes was priceless
As they all stood there soaking wet

And

Katie had not one single

Regret

On that day she wore her shortest skirt
She was feeling rather feminine
Sitting in the principal's office
With a week of suspension

Whisper it to your classmates
And your girlfriends
That Katie Karsten is
One of those dirty lesbians

Is it better now that her secret is out?
I guess it all depends
On whether you think she enjoyed telling it

Or not!