He reckoned she was about seventeen
Tight young ******* fitted snugly into a tight young body
She stripped naked as the sea gently stroked the shore
He looked past her to the rocks five hundred metres to the left
That's where he would be
Perfect position for the perfect shot
She saw he was engrossed in her
Old enough to be her father
Wonder if he's getting excited
She would be the first to be shot
Life ended before it begun
He would have a chance
Silhouetted between the rocks
It would be a waiting game now
She glanced up to see if he was still watching her, he was
A nice feeling ran through her
He'd played this game many times before
Lasting hours, sometimes days
Death the ultimate price, always death
She didn't understand
She was willing him to her, letting him take what she was gladly giving
He tried to recall his own youth, nothing came
He was sure a naked young girl would be every boys dream
Now he just wanted a woman to hold tight
Just to be there
He glanced past her one more time
Slowly retreating using the rocks as a shield
The traffic began to build up as he reached the sanctuary he called home.