I had only worked at Lloyds for a month or so when I met a girl called Catherine<\/p>\n
Like me she did not say much but I soon found that we favoured London parks<\/p>\n
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He lifted her dress and found her shaven\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Shocking this boy from Milford Haven<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Is that one of your rhymes heavy and lewd<\/em><\/p>\n No it is engraved on a tree in St James’s Park\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Then it must be Rochester’s as it’s rather rude<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I do not think so as Milford Haven<\/em><\/p>\n Was not around during Rochester’s years<\/em><\/p>\n Nevertheless it is a clever rhyme<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Show me the tree will you my friend<\/em><\/p>\n Only if you answer my question<\/em><\/p>\n What be the question Master John<\/em><\/p>\n Do you shave or have you hair<\/em><\/p>\n In your secret purse under there<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n That is a rather personal question<\/em><\/p>\n Then do not answer it<\/em><\/p>\n I do retain some hair as I find it more feminine<\/em><\/p>\n Shaven cunts in my view are rather androgynous<\/em><\/p>\n I agree but it is cleaner no horrible smells<\/em><\/p>\n And I like the symmetry of a tidy bush<\/em><\/p>\n It balances my rather long legs<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I once had a girlfriend back in Wales<\/em><\/p>\n Who was very sweet and tender<\/em><\/p>\n But we split up because of her smelly cunt<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Did she try deodorants<\/em><\/p>\n She tried them all<\/em><\/p>\n But she always tasted<\/em><\/p>\n Like dead fish<\/em><\/p>\n On a market stall<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Poor you but I assure you<\/em><\/p>\n That my cunt tastes sweet<\/em><\/p>\n I am the most perfumed girl<\/em><\/p>\n That you will ever meet<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n When we reached St James’s Park<\/p>\n I showed her the Milford Haven tree<\/p>\n Which fascinated Catherine<\/p>\n As it looked quite old<\/p>\n <\/p>\n It was probably carved in Victorian times<\/em><\/p>\n The park is older than that<\/em><\/p>\n Yes much older it was founded by Henry the Eighth<\/em><\/p>\n And much improved by both James and Charles the Second<\/em><\/p>\n The Earl of Rochester frequented this park and fucked for England<\/em><\/p>\n As after dark it was a den of vice <\/em><\/p>\n Although during the day it was very nice<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n So you are telling me that Rochester might have walked here<\/em><\/p>\n There is a good chance <\/em><\/p>\n That he might have passed this spot<\/em><\/p>\n Arm in arm with a filthy harlot<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Catherine then to my surprise removed her panties<\/p>\n She gave them to me and asked me to taste her juices<\/p>\n I was a little taken aback to say the least<\/p>\n As I had only known her for a matter of weeks<\/p>\n But as instructed I sniffed and tasted her gift<\/p>\n They were indeed perfumed with not an odour found<\/p>\n <\/p>\n We sat there on the grass not saying much<\/p>\n When I became aware of a Lebanese man<\/p>\n Looking up her skirt and not adopting disguise<\/p>\n I could see the longing and lust in his filthy eyes<\/p>\n <\/p>\n That chap over there on the bench is looking up your skirt<\/em><\/p>\n I do not really care as all cunts look alike<\/em><\/p>\n Different colours some shaven some with hair<\/em><\/p>\n If he is enjoying himself why should I care<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I smiled and ran my hand up Catherine’s thigh<\/p>\n Until I could feel her pubic bush<\/p>\n It was a gentle moment<\/p>\n And because of our intimacy<\/p>\n The foreign gentleman left the bench<\/p>\n Chatting to his nearby friends in open French<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I know why you gave me your panties<\/em><\/p>\n Do you<\/em><\/p>\n Yes<\/em><\/p>\n Then why did I make you a gift<\/em><\/p>\n Because you like me and want my cock<\/em><\/p>\n Was I that obvious<\/em><\/p>\n You were<\/em><\/p>\n But that was not the only reason<\/em><\/p>\n Pray tell<\/em><\/p>\n I felt that you were seeking Rochester’s ghost<\/em><\/p>\n You were hoping that he would pass<\/em><\/p>\n And look up your dress at your cunt and arse<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Catherine smiled and told me<\/p>\n That she did not think that Welsh men<\/p>\n Were so perceptive<\/p>\n But I certainly was<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Later after enjoying tea in Regents Park<\/p>\n We returned to her parents home in Crouch End<\/p>\n Catherine assured me that they were on holiday<\/p>\n So we undressed and began to fuck<\/p>\n In both kitchens and bedrooms two<\/p>\n In the bathroom and in the loo<\/p>\n We fucked in the summer house<\/p>\n And under the Willow Tree<\/p>\n Only breaking when she needed a wee<\/p>\n <\/p>\n But our first love is St James’s Park<\/p>\n Which we visit on summer nights after dark<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n And that my friends is where my story ends<\/p>\n If you do visit any of the London parks<\/p>\n Think of their histories and mysteries<\/p>\n As they are not what they seem<\/p>\n Close your eyes and think of the past<\/p>\n Of days that lingered<\/p>\n And were not that fast<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I am sorry as Catherine in in the bath<\/p>\n She is calling me to wash her back<\/p>\n And you know where that will lead<\/p>\n She is 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