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Description
On the corner they stand—
                tight skirts reach mid-thigh,
                coloured bras show under tight tank tops,
                beautified faces shine in the light,
                jewelry crowns their necks and wrists,
                some bare legs, others wearing netted tights,
                they blow kisses to passenger seats—

I drive by in my car,
Park where I can see them clearly
But where I can’t be seen—
in an ally where I cannot be seen,
in crowded parking lots where I can’t be noticed
away from peering eyes and nosy figures—

I like to masturbate when I watch them,
Their detailed attention to any driver turns me on
And I crave what the others can easily get—
                A fucking escape from reality
                A fucking good fuck—

I crave the carnal appeal of it—
These whores let you go wherever you want to go,
                Make me want to itch in places that need a little scratching,
                Make me want to go fast and hard—

I find a pro, at the end of the working night,
I move fast—
Take her to my car (the back seat is the best),
Rub her up a little (make her warm),
Silence her screams (of panic or excitement, doesn’t matter),
Expose her for my eyes to feed (whores really do have the best bodies)
                Penetrate my readiness deep (so fast they always moan),
                I push deeper, harder, faster (they always squirm, making me want more),
                I work my system till my release (holding on to their bodies makes it easier)—

I separate myself when I’m finished,
They always lie there—
Starring at me,
Blood all over me,
The carnal appeal of it
Makes me sweat for more—

I drag them from my car,
Leave them in the ally,
Come back the next night in search for more.

Description
On the corner they stand—
                tight skirts reach mid-thigh,
                coloured bras show under tight tank tops,
                beautified faces shine in the light,
                jewelry crowns their necks and wrists,
                some bare legs, others wearing netted tights,
                they blow kisses to passenger seats—

I drive by in my car,
Park where I can see them clearly
But where I can’t be seen—
in an ally where I cannot be seen,
in crowded parking lots where I can’t be noticed
away from peering eyes and nosy figures—

I like to masturbate when I watch them,
Their detailed attention to any driver turns me on
And I crave what the others can easily get—
                A fucking escape from reality
                A fucking good fuck—

I crave the carnal appeal of it—
These whores let you go wherever you want to go,
                Make me want to itch in places that need a little scratching,
                Make me want to go fast and hard—

I find a pro, at the end of the working night,
I move fast—
Take her to my car (the back seat is the best),
Rub her up a little (make her warm),
Silence her screams (of panic or excitement, doesn’t matter),
Expose her for my eyes to feed (whores really do have the best bodies)
                Penetrate my readiness deep (so fast they always moan),
                I push deeper, harder, faster (they always squirm, making me want more),
                I work my system till my release (holding on to their bodies makes it easier)—

I separate myself when I’m finished,
They always lie there—
Starring at me,
Blood all over me,
The carnal appeal of it
Makes me sweat for more—

I drag them from my car,
Leave them in the ally,
Come back the next night in search for more.