Here’s todays resurrection from the tomb of shitty stuff I’ve written.
I think it’s about consent. But even with all the education and publicity there seems to be a grey area in there somewhere that we can’t define. So, with absolute respect (I mean it) for the #metoo movement, maybe it’s time some of us look back upon past behaviours and form a #youtoo sort of movement.
There’s a bit of nastiness in there somewhere, and that’s not autobiographical I wish to stress. I am not perfect, but I’ve never really got a handle on the ‘bad boy’ persona.
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I am a rogue
I cheat. I lie.
A fact to which
You’ll testify
For you are weak
And I am strong
You felt beneath me
All along
Did not repel
My crude advance
Did not hold tight
Your underpants
Did not protect
Your fragile pride
Did not eject me
From the ride
But now you know
Just who I am
A substitute
A fake. A scam.
Do not assume
I feel your pain
You won’t make this mistake
Again
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Richmond Road 
You won’t make this mistake
Again
Famous last words. 😈
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And sadly untrue, I guess
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I’ve been in that exact situation!! The poor man always wants more, but I’ve already moved on! 😮
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I’m not sure that’s quite the situation I’m talking about. But I suppose it works both ways …
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I’ll be honest, at my age I look at that photo and there is an attraction…I was always attracted to the “bad boys”probably because I had such a strict father I was not allowed to do anything more than look. How many parents even today make that mistake? As a result I married the first (and he was an adult) man that showed affection, and being married for 47 years which you might call a success, I was never really happy. The last 11 years I have lived by myself and will I’m sure. You’ve inspired a confession here old RR, as I think giving a little consent to one of those bad boys might have been a saving grace for a happier life. Dang it, RR, you got me with this one😒
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Aw, that’s kind of nice, in a sad sort of way. My own shortcoming has always been my ego. I just can’t live with the idea of being someone’s mistake.
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Eh; I’ve read worse.
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I’ve probably written worse. Though my worseness is fairly consistent, don’t you think?
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Ha ha. I happen to have experienced the opposite from you.
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