It was just like any other night,First night of the weekend, the city buzzing with young hot bodies,preparing for the evenings festivities.
But something, someone was watching, in the shadows.Gut wrenching pain in its guts, desperate for a fix.
Maia had just stepped out of the shower, she shivvered slightly as her wet body responded to the air from the window.As her dripping hair fell on her back,she began to dry herself and caught sight of herself in the mirror.
She lay on her bed and relaxed while breathing slowly, becoming aroused with the silken touch of her hands on her skin.As Maia moved to the rhythm of her own body, she became aware of something else in the room.
She opened her eyes to see a huge dark figure looming over her, and before she could respond, he was on top of her.Strangely, she wasn't afraid, in fact she found herself becoming more aroused by his hard, hot member entering her wet void.
Suddenly, her body rose up in ecstacy as he slid down her body and bit into her groin.No pain was felt as she slipped into a trance like state of pure eroticism, groaning beneath him,their bodies moving faster and faster.
Suddenly, he stopped. He stopped and she fell onto the bed, confused and spent.Maia wanted to give more, but instead, he slit his throat and offered his life blood to her.She accepted gladly, soon they were feeding and ******* at the same time.
Maia awoke from what seemed like a coma, to be greeted by the blazing sun through the window, and found herself thirsty, thirsty for blood....

Your feet smell,
But i know they'd walk a thousand miles for me.

Your hands are always cold,
But the slightest touch sends me to paradise.

You bottle things up,
But i also know my love is in there along with your emotions.

You're too far away,
But every minute of every day, i feel your breath on my neck my love.

You have anger issues,
But that proves how passionately you feel, in your heart.

All this said??, i am ginger,a ****** day walker,
So thankyou for putting up with me this past year...


                                           (c) eileenmcgreevy@ymail.com 2010

It's the pose that will set all the boys from the men,
When they shed all their clothes and you see them, and then,
One of two things will happen upon seeing this pose,
You could run like the devil, or shed all your clothes,
Now ladies, you will know what i mean when i say,
If you dont know him well, then you must run away,
As such a bold move can only be tried,
By a man that you love, and a will to be tied, ahem,
But if ,luckily,like me your man is **** Welsh and keen,
Then you must mount that great band wagon, if you know what i mean,
This bold pose known as "The Naked Man" is centuries old,
So lets keep it alive ladies, dare to be bold,
Let's encourage our men to ditch all their clothes,
So that we can enjoy the lovely naked man pose,
Standing tall, chest out and hands on his hips,
Telling you to come over without moving his lips,
You can feel that you're blushing, and your hearts beating fast,
Bravo, naked man pose, bashfullness is dead, AT LAST!!!!


                                       (c) eileen mcgreevy 2010

The air is thick with perfume and cologne,
It's that time again,girls and boys out on the prowl,
Ladies flashing their fingers, to show tyey're alone,
Men responding while she walks by, with a growl,
Hormones flying all over the place,false everything,
Why cant we just be ourselves,
Make-up caked round their faces creating a ring,
To the point where we consist of chemist shelves,
Nails, skin,eyes, hair, teeth, all out of a bottle,
Surely guys, you dont like these orange girls,
Au naturale thoughts make them gag and throttle,
Spray tan this, false up that,wear a tooth pick, and swirl,
Take one home and next morning, her face is on the pillow,
And your sheets have turned bronzy gold,
You've just stood on a falsie, lacerating your big toe,
Half an hour in the bathrrom and your water is cold,
But the funny thing is, when she leaves all so bare,
You find out that she's very attractive,
Then tonight, when you see her, with very big hair!,
Call a cab, run away, to the next gig...




                                                        (c) eileenmcgreevy@ymail.com 2010

What's a guy to do, when he encounters you?,
It's not even your looks, your nose is like a hook,
And inner beauty is void, you leave me so annoyed.

You prey on young men, luring them to your den,
Then you **** their funds dry, and will bid them goodbye,
You just toss them aside, god woman where's your pride?,

I can see what you're doing, it's not me you're fooling,
My man's not for the taking, you make no mistaking,
He sees what you're like, he calls you the town bike.

So move along *****, my love's really fussy,
He likes girls with class, not some cheap ******,
Avert your eyes elsewhere, look, there's a teen, over there....



(c) eileen mcgreevy 2009

"How do i look ?",was the whisper she made,
"Like a ******* *****!",was the attention he paid,
But his words didn't penetrate,she loved him that much,
So she changed her clothes, and she coverd herself up,
Token wifey,perfect partner,loving mate,
She glared at her reflection,wishing she could hate,
rosebud lips, icy eyes,sculpted legs and cheekbones,
He knows full well,if she's noticed, she'll leave home,
So he supresses her beauty,ensuring it with black and blue,
Those little pills you take, won't always see you through!,
Wake the hell up my girl,before you slowly disappear,
Put on your perfume and your pretty dress, get the heel out of here,
Lift your head, shed the baggage, walk off that bruised flesh,
Claw your way to the surface, where you're free to start afresh.
Make a move for gods sake, or you'll shrivel and die,
Shake the duckling feathers off, spread your wings, and, just, fly !


                                           (c) eileenmcgreevy@ymail.com 2010

She dreams,but wakes,
She gives, they take,
She longs,but does not get,
She loves him so, and yet,
His face becomes a memory,
Will this love last eternity?
Or will the sands of time ****** up,
Those memories, please dont wake up,
She needs a bottle, to keep his scent,
That dreamy night, where they both spent,
A night so perfect, she faers the worst,
If his love stays, like it did at first.



                                       (c) eileenmcgreevy 2010